So my shaver died while I was trimming...ya know. And now it is half way done. I don't think there's currently any aesthetic in keeping it this way...
it was like he was trying to blow his nose in my vagina
the plan is to continue having sex with all three of them until my birthday, and then once they've given me their presents, they can find out about each other.
he told me that my best friend was "one the most attractive people he's ever seen" and wondered why he didn't get a blow job
Do you think i can prewrite an apology on friday and leave it vague enough to just finish on sunday?
Ice cream: Good. Fraternity: Good. Eating ice cream off a Skid Row bum's ass crack in order to get into a Fraternity: Homoerotic at best. I quit.
That's cool. At least the punch line of my story isn't I shit in a booth at Denny's.
Be proud. You give fat lesbians everywhere shower-nozzle worthy material for weeks on end.
I just woke up under my desk. Not to worry though, no one is in the office yet
Just thinking about this summer makes me feel a slight tingle of an orgasm mixed with a twinge of regret as the cold ghostly feeling of multiple hangovers creep into my body.
We can get high as fuck when there are no orders. If not its cool. I just figured Take Your Blunt Buddy To Work Day.
SUNS OUT COOCHY OUT
Inebriation Olympics: Team Drunk vs Team Stoned. This weekend. It's on.
I masterbated poison ivy onto my penis, it hasn't been this upset with me since the Take one for the team fiasco of 02.
i'm high and self actualising, please send help
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