we were so high we made up an elaborate backstory because we were paranoid about going into the wig shop w/o being serious wig shoppers
He just came in my nostril. Never look down when a guy is pulling out during missionary.
my host sister just stared at me as i knocked over the lamp, then took out all my chocolate, walked into the bathroom, and locked the door. i'm officially the worst exchange student ever.
As one final fuck you to the courthouse i'm paying the rest of this ticket with sacajawea coins.
I'm on my fifth cocktail in twenty minutes. I don't think I will end this on two legs.
I mean i can't really be mad...either way i was gonna fuck him or hate fuck him, so it's basically a win/win situation.
There are two things I love in this world. Dick and cats. Why can't I just have dick and cats forever
I couldn't tell if they ere dancing or fucking but they won the costume contest
Watermelon juice. Makes everything better. Gin. Wine. EVERYTHING.
In the mean time, I'll continue to kick ass at running and become a successful stripper while he might hook up with one average looking girl he met at a club. I so win.
You got a write up and a first aid award all in the same night. The don was impressed!
you must be at least a level 5 friend to unlock my sexual orientation
No it's a real cult, with original ideas and shit like that
If he brings home bacon, dont let him leave. Dont screw this one up. this may be our last chance.
I suppose writing him up is more professional than keying his car.
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