i don't know how boys match. i think shoes & belt are the only thing. it doesn't matter. i just know if they look stupid.
Not really fighting over the same girl. He takes her out to dinner and then I come over and fuck her. We've worked out the perfect relationship.
You're in the clear; you and Andrew did not joint fingerbang that girl on the dance floor last night.
It's not really that big. Girls just think it feels big. It's a cocktical illusion.
The acoustics in my bra are fantastic.
Not my type. One of those types that loves that they're educated, could drink their red wine and have an intellectual conversation and have a wonderful time
An adult?
Two days later and my throat is still sore. That bong is a double edged sword.
Well to me, someone is not really my friend until we go to a mcdonalds drunk at 4am. It's like a right of passage
So like, boobs.
are you really going to start every conversation like that?
Dude she's from Moscow. I feel like I'm cheating on America.
I had my room mate call my phone after last night and it was in an uncooked quesadilla
Drunk field day, hangover yoga and sober archery practice
An old biker dude just flirted with me at Food City. I enjoyed it. God damn I need to get laid.
I just caught my bangs on fire trying to lite a bowl while driving. Thank god it wasn't my eyebrows like last time.
he was just sitting there in his underwear... and his chewbacca mask...
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