Just so you know, the bottle of red gatorade is NOT GATORADE. It is definitely someone's puke. I hope nobody else makes the same mistake I did.
There is literally a guy in my class with a gallon of water and a trophy.
Seriously. My vagina. Can we talk about it? It's gonna jump off this treadmill and devour my trainer.
Haha he was not a poor little guy. If he'd talked to me or something I might feel bad. But since I saw him groping other girls as well as myself there's no sympathy coming from me
He's just picking out the right girl. I do the same thing with fruit. Grope them, squeeze them, smell them. I have to know I'm getting quality fruit.
Of course not. I'd be offended if you didn't bring my boobs into casual conversation.
I just got three pairs of underwear free and a bathing suit for $20 by modeling them and letting the salesman grope me a bit.
It's great being a young gay man in Chicago!
I'm gonna chug this bud light an might injure this high school penis, like I'm 17 again
$150 and 3 orgasms. Dogsitting is awesome.
Came home to my roommate drinking a 40 in the shower. Chugging with his hair still fully shampoo'd.
So it turns out "let's pretend to be gay so guys will stop hitting on us" was step one in her plan to get me into bed...
You can't honestly expect me to maintain an erection when you have the Glen Beck show on
First Peyton Manning retires, and now the most interesting man in the world is retiring for Dos Equis. This is the worst week of my fucking life.
I cannot, in good conscience, let you talk to a guy who wears Chaps and a knit beanie
I am still worried she'll have a seizure durring. What would I do? Try to ride it out and finish, or pull out and assist?
guess who smoked weed with their grandpa tonight. and no it wasn't me.
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