i cvme to yuor rooom...wherer are youf?
please be gone before i get back
so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
she tasted like a mixture of sweat and destiny
the bulge in his pants is not junk. its hair. trust.
We tried having a conversation with our noses.
Somebody started a fire in the kitchen. I puked on it till it went out. The firemen high fived me.
He likes Jesus. Game over.
Oooh wait, he just told me he was high.
You kept telling the cops that our ice luge was practice for the next winter olympics
I don't know what you're talking about but its dick galore in the tub. We will be getting poked tonight. Bring forks.
Fair enough. Everyone has some guilty pleasures. Yours is yourself
He walks in. We each have a tiki torch. We say, the tribe has spoken. We put his out and then stab him with it.
Yeah sorry about that. I got pulled into the Russian student society's end of term party. There was too much vodka and eurodance to come help you pack.
Look, I'm just saying, she looks like a troll and works indefinitely at a shitty Chinese restaurant, so me sleeping with her boyfriend is the least of her troubles...
You were drunkenly dancing with a statue you affectionately referred to as "The Captain." I wasn't going to deny your happiness.
I just ate broccoli before drinking. Does that make me a responsible adult?
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