Last night was a blur. All I remember is jizzing in the squeegee bucket at a gas station.
The look on the soccer mom's face was PRICELESS.
Lonely and bored. Am I allowed to play Dance Dance Revolution by myself?
I'll name the documentary, "The Adventures of Megan's Vagina"
omfg. get on facebook. the science olympiad team had a rave.
she had no gag reflex. and is an abercrombie model. i love college.
yeah you're probably right.. i should stop equating love with getting naked on a webcam for him.
She had the hiccups when she was giving me head. It was actually pretty awesome
but then the words kidney pain and possible testicle shrinkage kept ringing in my head
it's a "shave your legs in the cvs bathroom" kind of night
You can't be mad because the taco bell people like me and not you. I'm not the one that puked in front of them.
I could study for finals and ace all my tests but wheres the fun in that? id rather black out and hope for the best
Ew. After that you just pretty much proved that your vagina is the reason why my vagina needs two toilet seat covers when peeing in public restrooms
I biked home blackout drunk last night, but I have some memory of throwing my bike in a rage when I couldnt get it down the stairs. No idea on the bright orange puke in the sink.
If my vagina were a person, it just ran a marathon.
Im drinking a CAN of bud light at the bar. Do you really think I care anymore?
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