I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
I wonder what it would be like to masturbate in space
i'm dressed up like the coppertone baby and being hit on a guy in a monk costume. the irony is not lost on me.
I had a party to get rid of booze. Woke up with even more. Will do this till I can open a liquor store
Watching that soccer game was like getting kicked in the crotch for an hour and half and then coming right at the end.
I didn't know there was such thing as a bad orgasm. Until him.
Tried making out with pop rocks in my mouth. That shit is magical.
Well. Turns up no one actually knows who that kid was. Came in, said happy fathers day, chilled for a while, then left.
My mouth tastes like what I imagine a hobo's skin would taste like.
Okay I shall begin. Thank you Swedish chef
Hurrfy smmurdshy burrfst!
That is the exact response I was looking for.
I understand, but unless there is an intervention for me being planned, i DON NOT want to talk about my life choices
I wanna borrow his axe at this point and cut my head open just to relieve some pressure
I think I just got suckerpunched by a 14-year-old.
So I thought you might like to hear how I went to sams club to print some pictures and suddenly there was 20 pictures of your dick and my snatch on the screen
I passed out while searching "symptoms of narcolepsy"...
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