its not stalking. its research.
I just saw Ann slam dunk her puke bag into a trash can on Avenue A. You ladies might want to consider putting the Patron shots down and going home.
Never name a vibrator after ashton kutcher
A squiggle pen was my first vibrator back when I was young. I would lock myself in my bedroom with that thing. Oh to be 8 again.
whoever created level 16 on brickbreaker is a dick
there really is only one way to give a PowerPoint presentation in your senior capstone class: still drunk.
I'm bleeding from my lower lip, and I have bruises around my neck. It was just easier to say I got mugged.
It's great having no responsibilities. In normal life I would be freaking the fuck out right about now. But the only worry I have from last night is where i got this shower caddy full of cookies. God I love college.
Well it involved jumping two nine foot fences. But when you mix alcohol and persistence you can't lose.
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
So that's all you want from me. Easy ass.
And an everlasting friendship
I can only send "I want your dick" texts to so many guys before I accidentally over-book myself. I need a day planner.
Please ask me to tell you about the time I watched two of my friends chase my drunk roommate with a broken foot around downtown
So, in keeping with the last two years, are we going to watch the new Hobbit movie on acid again? It's kinda starting to feel like a Christmas tradition.
Went to waffle house after dropping my sister off at school and got into a heated argument with a drunk/hungover philosophy professor I will not name. I won the argument.
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