better yet, through the bookshelves. like an intellectual glory hole
I just wanted to clarify that I am not bisexual and had no intentions of ACTUALLY penetrating my roommate with a can of bugspray.
Idk if you've ever had the pleasure of 1. Vomiting on a sidewalk - at 3 in the afternoon 2. Vomiting nachos or 3. Vomiting nachos out of your nose but really I do not advise any of the above.
walking back to the dorm.. she is flashing evryone, demanding beads. we tried to stop her and now she just keeps yelling "Bourbon st bitchesss"... you get her tomorrow
And by defning the relationship I mean telling him I'm gonna fuck other people but its cool If he does the same.
So update from last night: I made friends with a coke dealer, I tore the card scanner off the wall of my dorm, and I passed out on our bathroom counter with my head in the sink.
Drunken snow shoveling. Visiting my family is starting to become a seriously risky venture.
Either she's trying to smother me and failing, or she just has a really bad sense of where her tits should go.
Two chicks walked outta his room and all he did was beat his chest like LeBron and yell, "And 1!"
No, you made a silk sheet toga and held up a dildo calling yourself "The Statue of Puberty". People made pilgrimages from the other party down the block to see you.
I have a boner in one of my pics with her which no one noticed.
conclusion: canadians have really freaky sex
Honestly, I am sitting in my room watching Ciara videos and thinking I am super jealous of how she rides it.
By the way, you're like fucking spiderman. I've never seen someone climb out of a car window that fast and eloquently.
Just find a separated / divorcing man. They’re too upset to fall in love, too helpless to be alone and too horny to think straight. Smile at him the right way and he’ll be thrilled to be with a sexy younger woman!
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