i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
i just walked passed a table of guys by myself.. they looked @ me talked and then yelled 7
id pin you as more of an 8
Blew in her face. She is Pissed. Yahtzee. As she brushes her teeth.
Well, I just watched him puke into his pitcher at the bar, I doubt he cares about anything other than the fact that he needs a new beer.
I'm genuinely dissapointed that we didn't make any fat chicks cry
I don't know which is a more impressive stolen object. The couch from a sheer logistical viewpoint, or the parking meter because i'm pretty sure that's a federal offence.
So, what my linguistics project should really be called is "I happen to sleep/makeout with a lot of bilinguals and am now using them to help me graduate"
pretty sure I blew his mind with the sex last night. He repaid me with a five minute conversation about power rangers.
I bought more beer than I could carry and managed to fit it all in the fridge. It's an alcoholicmas miracle.
What kind of terrible faithless God would allow vodka and one ply toilet paper to coexist?
How proud should I be that I googled "dildo with wheels" and actually got the result I wanted?
You are not allowed to sing ever again, my ears are still ringing.
he said he couldn't believe he just lost his virginity and passed out. what have i done
I've seen your dick too many times for both of us to be straight.
Of course he’s picking me up at the airport. I taught him the Lotus position last time we had sex.
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