So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
I wish I could save this moment forever and have sex with it regularly. Its just tht beautiful.
we need a dd. For wednesday. At lunch. What are we doing with our lives?
succeeding
just threw all of the fireworks into the bonfire. thats why there are firetrucks.
I am a human short and spout . Here is my jager Herr is my redbull . When i get real drink i shout out. Tip me over and pour yeager out
my liver gets a handicap on account of the whole being diseased thing
No no don't get confused. We do chemistry homework on Thursdays. We screw on Fridays. Other than that, Words With Friends is our only communication five days a week. We are NOT dating.
I'll be there soon. I expect Advil and a bucket of kittens when I arrive.
thanks for not telling him i named my trumpet after his dick
I'm just saying; the box truck will cost less then dorms or rent, and we can always crash where the party is.
He has blue eyes of sex and i am powerless against them
Doesn't tell me where my computer chair went but good to know
she's a drunken disney princess. so basically me if i had a crown and no desire for independence.
This friendship isnt goin to work if you dont respond to my drunk texts
Shit facedness and cuddling are what you have to look forward to this evening.
I’ve jerked off three times and taken five shits already today. Being hung over in your 40’s is a fucking roller coaster.
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