I hope to God it wasnt poon. That odor was unnatural, it was satanic pussy.
Haha Tomato, Tomato. That doesn't work very well via text message.
I just realize today that I've dated three guys this year with their own blog. Ugh that's embarrassing.
Walk of Shame today included voting.
Slutapocalypse this thursday. Invite every freshieee you hooked up with this semester to my house. Think of it like a meet n greet for them and battle of the sluts for us.
Bruises. Everywhere. Table sex is dangerous
He took me by the hand and ordered me to make him vodka soup.. I think I like him?
So you plan on doing double washing machine sex? Like. A double date. But with sex. On a washing machine..?
I think the main reason you were throwing up so much was the quart of soap you chugged trying to burp bubbles. you came close
I saw him walking to campus with his beer in his hand in the same sweats he wore walking to campus with a beer in his hand yesterday.
I thought my dog was a polar bear. I kept asking how the north pole was this time of year.
Dude just bought the table 3 bottles of champaign and broke one on the floor as his "signature" and he makes me want this recession hit harder
girl pulled up to the stop sign, got out, threw up all over my hood said happy thanksgiving then drove off
He is currently passed out on his toilet. Point day drinking.
I would accept a super bowl ring as an engagement ring
Randomize
