If i have to listen to his problems about his girlfriend, he should at least let me suck his cock.
I was high enough to think chocolate sauce on bagel bites was a good idea
she kept peeing on everything and yelling it was now her property.
They had an entire room dedicated to passed out people. It was like a dogpile of cross faded toddlers drooling on each other.
apparently it was the return of drunk burrito sex.
4pm on a Sunday....roomate fucking like a wildabeast while I have a organic chemistry study group in my kitchen.
I've awoken at 3am again, in a night terror, just thinking about how big his dick was.
she tried strangling devon with the garden hose. pretty sure they're broken up
No, listening to the fray and drinking a bottle of jack daniels does not count as counseling
Going to the u of w I constantly have that moment of, oh hey I felt you up at that rave at folk fest that one time. Winnipeg is too small.
For the past year I have been the most responsible I have ever been in my entire life and now spring break is here and there is free penis just traipsing around my entire town. The game is afoot.
Well we did eat French fries lady-and-the-tramp style last night...
it was like fucking a Mumford & Sons song
Well, he was my lawyer and now we get drunk and hook up.
That explains the way he looks at you.
At 10 PM you were shit faced in the kitchen makin nachos... Naked. I wasn't sure what to do besides walk away...
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