This is getting serious. I keep forgetting what's in my vagina.
after he passed out we removed everything electronic from his room, stuck in some old books and an ancient typewriter from goodwill. for 20 min. we had him convinced he'd drunk himself backward in time.
it's like her boobs came off with her bra
Youre on making sure I dont black out around fat chicks duty
He just ordered a bottle of Beam at an Italian place for us to share.
God forbid we drive unregistered mopeds without license plates on a pedestrians only sidewalk without goggles while flipping off passing cars.
I totally cried the whole time and then screamed out my new therapists name....
I don't even see the point of going over to his place dressed anymore.
I hope you fall on your chin.
Jealousy makes you ugly.
Cover your phone. Photos of streaking frat guys incoming.
I'm at that stage of drunk where just imagining having sex makes me motion sick.
No, I didn't meet up with him! That's when I had chlamydia.
Ok so I'm not gonna ignore the fact that you had sex on a frat basement floor and spent the last 4 years wondering how you got HPV
Dont ask questions just say words. where can i find plan b?
The first thing he said was that my underwear smelled like Trix but then he looked up at me and whispered "Silly rabbit, vagina is for me."
Right after i got done cumming i sat back and gave a big Ric Flair "WOOOOOO!"
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