I'm thinking we should try to start remembering stuff we do. Althought I kinda like feeling like Nancy Drew the next morning.
More like the Hardy Boys cause its kinda like a team effort.
My cardio has turned into running out of the cold from bar to bar.
so how do you plan on seducing my econ TA?
by telling him that he has a large supply and that i demand it...in my mouth. it shows him that i'm slutty and that i pay attention in econ
You dont understand he had a split tongue thats bucket list worthy.
No, I'm in the bathroom trying to scrub off the 16 tally marks on my wrist so its not so obviously to the world that I puked on a couch last night.
She just told me her legs are numb and that she dedicated her karaoke of ice ice baby to her 4 month old son.
Come over, I want to eat cookie dough off your dick.
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
I can't tell you what you just drank, that would ruin the point of Mystery Monday.
It sounds like I am drunk, but I am not. I just have a concussion.
I literally walked into the toilet, looked at my reflection, said "alcohol" and went back to bed...
He came inside and met my grandmother after we had sex in the driveway. I love that he has a van.
tonight at the bar some people told me that I have a sprit following me around.. that's the kind of shit that you laugh off till you're home alone.
You stumbled in the door as high as a kite, & ran into the table. I asked you if you were all right. You replied with "I don't have any soup."
He spent ten minutes post bj, limp cock still out, in shock repeating 'best blow job ever'. So yes, yelling I am the penis queen out the car window was justified.
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