it wasn't lemon gatorade
She's in the bathroom crying cuz she can't get the condom out of her giner. Do you have tongs?
My recently uploaded pictures to facebook: Me partying on Beale St. with a single girl on each arm. Ex's recently upload pictures: Several pictures of cats. I win.
the girl next to me in class is drawing a guy banging a chick doggy style...its very detailed
you are the best fuck buddy i could have, all the others get feelings and morals involved
it was like having sex with a tree stump
So she just apologized to the fire extinguisher.
As far as figuring life out your talking to a guy that's alternating text messages between his baby mama and a drunk bitch I met tailgating. My best advice is don't worry about shit out of your control and always and I really mean ALWAYS wear a condom.
Sidenote: do you recall your "give me the d" chant
4:37 am. You're wearing underwear and carpet skates. Borderline crying. You want to punch Morgan. Have not stopped singing Give Your Heart a Break.
I feel like telling him your vigina was older than him was not a good pick up line.
And then she sprinted three blocks through live traffic towards McDonalds screaming "THE GOLDEN ARCHES ARE CALLING ME"
soo... how was my night?
The bouncer said the club was at capacity we couldnt get in till ppl left all three of them pulled their tits out we got complimentary bottle service never under estimate women
I got there and she was on her balcony drinking out of a bottle of vodka and smoking a cigar.
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