um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
Are you going to tell your therapist we boned?
I just want to get to the point in our relationship where I can get on top of her and fart and we can both laugh...not just me.
well i did feel guilty about it. until i saw how hot the guy was the next day. now, nothing but pride.
It's just my hair. It brings natural happiness. Like goldfish, big boobs, and milkshakes.
He dodged my hug and greeted me with a fist bump. I slept with him the night before. The only thing worse would have been a greeting by chest bump.
Apparently after I threw up I put my socks in the toilet......
I mean I'm screaming I love the gays in the middle of Bart so yeah
I thought adderall would sober me up, but it did NOT.
ted dressed as a cardinal led an expedition across campus. i felt like one of the 12 apostles.
So after my hot dog popped out of the bun and fell to the ground I tried to pick it back up and eat it. He had to kick it away from me to stop me from trying to pick it back up and eat it. I like him.
After this week, alcohol is mandatory.
my experiences serve only to benefit you young virgin
JUST BECAUSE I ANSWER THE DOOR NAKED CARRYING A BOTTLE OF RUM DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN STARE NEIGHBORS.
I think it's a bit on the nose for the Uber driver to play stairway to heaven while driving like A psycho.
Randomize
