So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
I cant talk right now they are about to fuck again
if I'm ever single again, I swear to god I'm going to have 87 venerial diseases
I have a fruit stripe tattoo on my penis. You're the only person I know who chews that gum.
They seriously just ended our alcohol presentation by giving us beer cozies. I love college.
Just saying goodbye until I figure this whole "warrant out for my arrest" thing
I showed that dick picture that your date texted you to everyone because you passed out and left your phone unattended. Your fault. Plus his cock was big so his fault too.
I dont care what I am for halloween, as long as i'm not a father after
I think the threesome was inevitable when she walked out in nothing but his boxers followed by him completely naked.
My drug dealer just asked me to go see Les Mis on Christmas. Should I be worried this is some type of musical set-up?
I'm looking at some sugar baby profiles to get some insight on what we're up against.
I flashed the bar tender last night. Apparently I wanted a whiskey to go and that was the golden ticket. This is why I never come home
I feel like you should store your weed in something that suits your personality. For example mines in a hollowed out disney princess book.
If I shall die, I wish to bequeath to you my personal library, my sigma tau delta presidency and all it's apparel, and a puppy.
Well, fuck this election. I'm getting drunk, regardless of who wins.
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