That was a long time ago. She needed the money.
Sadly no. But I was pantsless when they came to get me. Which made me miss you...
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
I think I might be in your shoes. Except they are actually my shoes. Either way these shoes are wasted.
he was walking around the bar drinking wild turkey and gobbling simultaneously
Dude. My sister is off limits. Touch her again and I'll rip off your dick and force feed it to you.
I accept this challenge.
Apparently senior citizens don't like that position
You refused to get in the cab so we rock paper scissored to decide who walked you home and the fat guy was it. So don't blame your poor hook-up choice on me; it was all you.
So, I was thinking... Since this restraining order doesn't go into affect until monday, that leaves us 5 days to wreck his world.
currently wearing a football players overly sized underwear. discovered a shot count on my leg. I'm a tank hahahhh
You got the whole drunk bus to sing, "In The Jungle" while conducting with your glowsticks.
I had another sex dream about you but it was very dissatisfying. As you finished you starting singing the star spangled banner. then you left. I was not amused.
I was walking out the front door and heard his roomate say "It looks like you need a chiropractor." I think my work here is done.
Long story short I shit on a sidewalk while walking with multiple people. Then sprinted around the streets of Tallahassee in only gym shorts as I tore my toga off and wore it as a cape.
I feel so accomplished. I've cleaned my room, done laundry, called those places, gotten jobs, and masturbated.
I'm so proud of you.
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