ISS teacher has a tramp stamp.
Shotgun.
the last thing i remember was trying to convince him to call over his girlfriend so we could have a threesome
I just peed in the Schreyer honors college shrubbery. Thanks honors students, you're finally good for something
Nah you can have him. There's too many men in my life right now. I can't handle another dick.
I dig being used for consequence free sex. Not consequenceful sex.
So recap time do u remember biting that girls hand?
He bought me shots at the bar as his way of of paying me back for Plan B
the fact that we had sex in the dining hall makes it seem so much more like home.
He put oyster crackers in his ramen noodles. Is that a thing? Because holy shit I had never thought of it before and if it's not a thing he's my new stoner hero for discovering it.
Definitely but only if you hit on the 16 year old in the karate class as part of your waffle and gin fueled sexually deprived rage.
That awful moment when there is no more beer and you find yourself considering tequila and aloe juice.
I assume some self respect is too lofty of a gift idea
My sober self will be embarrassed tomorrow. For now I am laughing my ass off.
And then I realized my chick friends consist only of sober you, drunk you and hungover you
Me: I shouldn't go to the airport bar it's too expensive and I don't need it. Dark me: SHOTS AT 7 AM
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