You litterally reached into some girls shirt, pulled out her tit and yelled whats up with this guy.
My scrabble letters just formed failure. Thanks God.
It's called penis withdraw. Or alcoholism. I get them confused these days.
Sign #1 that I'm not ready to be a mother: I'm shopping for "maternity fishnets".
its hard to take this fight seriously when one dude is an oompa loompa, and the other is a "g spot"
some crying dude holding an empty fifth of burnetts just showed up at our door and asked 'do i live here?'
We had sex in the tent after his 6th beer and while we were at it we had conversations with the people outside the tent.
I'm covered in egg mcmuffin wrappers and my room smells like dead hooker.
His girlfriends signaled their approval by pulling me off of him and in turn making out with me. I think I will hang out with this group more often
My moral compass cannot be waived by two measly bloody Mary's
"Yeah because the first thing I think of when I hear the word college is tear gas."
I just need you to appreciate that this is the first time I've ever been cut off and it's at an airport bar in Philly before 1 o'clock in the afternoon.
Where is Holly?
Nevermind. i can hear her having sex two doors down
When he said he lived in a closet I thought he meant his room was really small or something... But he actually has a queen size mattress on the floor of his roomates walk-in closet.
Soooo you're telling me you support us groom's men giving lap dances to willing patrons?
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