I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
the doormen always congratulate him in spanish as he walks me downstairs in the morning
We had sex on a ferris wheel in canada, our relationship will never be the same
the party was called freshmen disorientation. i was just following the theme
I may have just serenaded the sadface couple sitting on a bench outside the dorm by singing Bye Bye Bye.
You need to simmer down or I'm going to buy you a labia leash.
You could make a naked club. One member, you. One president, you.
My walk of shame was 2 miles of feathers flying off of me, underwear in hand, and a homeless man telling me he'd pray for me. It was gold medal worthy.
This question may sound intrusive, but how did pushing out a baby affect your vagina?
Best thing she said after I kicked her out "rugby guys have single handedly ruined my faith in men"
one more hour of this work bullshit and I'm off to get high with your cat.
I'm never going out with the ashleys again. it was whoreible. terrifyingly whoreible.
We made out in front of everyone INCLUDING his girlfriend. And no one saw. THAT DRUNK!
On a scale of 1 to hungover I’m definitely throwing up at the office today.
We all love a big dick, but you’re going to develop a reputation if you keep asking every guy at the bar ‘how big your dick’
That’s all I’m saying
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