i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
If you want her to think you're a true humanitarian, you may want to stop referring to Hands Across America as "the Ghostbusters 2 of fund raisers."
I can see my step sister's thong. Don't know if I should let myself be turned on or not
there is a priest convention in the hotel. i feel like god is laughing at me.
its like playing clue every morning after we party. she did him in the kitchen with..oh god.
I've grown up since last year. I don't give blow jobs as birthday presents anymore.
Just had to explain my "wine me. Dine me. Sixty-nine me" key chain to my grandma...she took it surprisingly well.
I have to date her. We need a place to stay when we go tailgating.
When I told him he could take naked pics of me, did I really need to specify that he could not email them to my brother's friends for bragging rights?
As the bouncer was escorting you out, you yelled "keep your filthy dick beaters off me!"
thank you for extending my knowledge of the effects of vodka. speak of what happened last night and i will kill you and send your fingers to your loved ones.
Grandma's bordering on serious shit show territory at this point.
sending my old camp counselor nudes. childhood memory win or new low?
11:30pm - Shots together. 12:15pm Shots together. 12:45pm Shots together. 9:30am Plan B's together.
so on the street and some kid is chanting "cheeseburger, cheeseburger, cheeseburger!" while pumping his fist in the air. i agree.
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