Ha. Yes. I'm at a strip club. I'm the barack obama of strip clubs
Last night, my friend changed all my contacts in my phone. I have been texted by Batman, Donatello, and Hermione Granger. I have no idea who they are, and it doesn't upset me at all.
Apparently I did my philosophy paper last night. It's not bad either.
I had fun. Till he melissa etheridged my ass and came to my window.
I swear it started with good intentions but then my slutty side took over and we started playing strip checkers
Oh, and no balcony sex...trust me.
There needs to be waaaay more alcohol in my apartment if I am going to survive being unemployed
No she stopped screaming. Now she's eating popcorn. Off a plate. With a spoon.
I may be bringing home two guys tonight. I'f they won't go for a double-team you can have the lanky one.
So much for no-infidelity-fridays....
yeah true but how easily can you rip a scrotum
I dunno what to tell you sport. Short of having a shock collar on, you're gonna wanna hook up with people.
our moms work together...I can just see the conversation now, hey your daughter ruined my sons marriage, that's probably how it will start.
I don't remember anything from last night, but at track I found my thong next to the high jump pit... So it must has been decent
she prefaced telling me she was pregnant with "houston, we have a problem"
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