Forgot to mention there might be a picture of me being thrown in the air while at a Mexican restaurant
downstairs . braiding the drunk passed out girls hair, she will thank us In the morning
It just gets louder and louder too...dear god. Her poor vagina.
Gravity stopped and i'm discussing Greek philosophy with two guys I don't know. There's someone asleep on me. We need to use their dealer.
He kept dropping hints about giving me crabs. Like he called my pubes a nest and said he "hoped there weren't any eggs in there."
I wiped my mouth this morning with a pine tree branch after I threw up on the side of the road. Tis the season
there's still three solo cups of your puke in my basement. so that needs to be solved at some point.
She told me she's into girls now. I told her there would be a full bottle of jäger and an empty bed here Friday.
YOU'RE CHANGING THE SUBJECT. I CAN BLOW SOMETHING UP OR I CAN TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM, BUT ONE OF THE TWO IS BOUND TO HAPPEN
Do you know how hard it is to was the scent of sex from your hair in a gas station bathroom?!
She can't brag about all the anal sex she has and then expect me not to awkwardly stare at her boyfriend when she brings him around
So Bodhi just sent me a pic of someone's balls with a message that says "I hope you all have a ballin' night." I don't even know what level of friendship to call this anymore.
Oh my god.
The ballsiest level.
You can't just beat off while driving someone else's car. Thats a rule
Thats your rule and this car is nice
I just ironed my gstring.. this is please fuck my brains out on a whole new level.
I'm sorry I walked in on you guys, but all I heard from outside was her screaming "Dive, dive!". Sex was my last guess for what was going on in there.
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