Text. Mid BJ. 8 points.
just by requesting 'I think we're alone now', not only did you achieve emptying the bar, but you also rubbed it in the owners face.
It was like his mom forgot to breastfeed him and he was making up for lost time.
awesome recipe for disaster- bar hopping at the airport
Awkward interaction of the day: Staring at some guy trying out if he is or is not the guy that woke me up yesterday by getting arrested in front of my apartment.
her boyfriend dumped her for my exgirlfriend. so filming our hookup is pretty much a definite.
Update: we are pushing the start of day drinking back from 9 am to 10 am. Minor delay.
seriously when did my vagina become a soup kitchen for the poor
Instead of sending me a picture of his dick, he sent me a drawing of it on drawsomething. This game is getting out of control.
We are sitting here staring into each others eyes, mutually rubbing forks up and down our respective noses. High as balls doesn't even begin to cover it.
I think they make you graduate because you get too old to go hard and become a risk. homecoming weekend wins again. fuck.
The smell came through my closed door. His farts are made of rendered tires, and apparently, ghosts.
Never thought I'd say this, but getting head from a skeleton was better than I thought. Happy Halloween
On a scale of 1-10 how inappropriate is it for me to ask if Walgreens offers teacher discounts when purchasing a Plan B pill?
no its a draw, weve been through this, when were keeping score on getting laid i get a plus 1 handicap each week because of your British accent! its only fair!
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