the guy next to me needed a pen, so I let him take one from my book bag. my panties are now being passed around the class...thank you for telling me you hid them in my bookbag.
"reccomended dose" hasn't been in my vocabulary for quite some time.
im vomiting on the 4th floor cause no one knows me there
Yeah, my mom walked in on us. Instead of yelling, she went and hid in the bathroom til we finished. It was pretty classy.
My walk of shame got a new perspective when I walked into his livingroom and found his roommate fucking some chick on the coffee table.
When you wake up in your dorm right outside your room with the key in the door, then you will understand my pain.
Its a Guy he gets weed for. I'm kinda confused as to why there are going to even be tuxedos involved at all.
We're like Siamese twins, but joined at the genitals.
He's far too busy staring into my soul to touch my tits.
sweet Jesus, who thought 13 martinis was a good idea? 11 was probably sufficient.
Are there rules against fucking your ex's dealer?
The guy I slept with in AZ just called and is moving here next week.
You woke up at like 4 in the morning fell off your bunk bead, yelled at Nic for asking if you were ok, walked to the kitchen, pissed on the keg, and then looked at me and said "Still not worth it" then went back to bed.
It's slightly odd going to a booty call during morning rush hour with everyone else going to work.
I covered the puke with a shingle there's not many chunks. I think it will blend quickly.
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