Yeah I guess I was Pocahontus. If she were a trifling drunk who hung out in her undies, with possible brain damage.
I'm glad girls dont get visible erections
But, it would have made life so much easier...
im laying here in the parking lot drinking a warm coke, prob still drunk, feeling like i need to apologize to everyone i know
Hovering on the line between her being fuckable and me being too drunk to fuck. Life's juggling act in progress here.
The other. Cat spoke to me and left. This shit is laced
The first cat might save me but they are taking out masks
I just high fived you brother at the bar then immediately realized my hands smell like your vagina
Would be in best interest to sanitize the DVDs
No, this place just freaks me out. Like I feel like ill get pregnant just being here. And all those pregnant bellies. It's weird.
I consider any night I don't make out with someone a bad night. So I've been great.
I'm starting to think that birthday sex is just an urban legend. Like the boogey man, and woman orgasms.
Well don't pass out under a Swedish flag and people won't make assumptions
Nothing will stop me from making the title of my paper "The Great Political Cock Block." Absolutely nothing.
We are taking a shrt nap on the sidewalk cme fine me if you want but dont wake me up
Just remembered sticking my head out the window as i drove us to walmart and yelling that i was a golden retriever.
Also, sorry for verbally assaulting you when you asked if you could dump the bowl.
Just boned her on my desk. on top of my term paper. take that professor dipshit
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