My sheets at my parents place are clean. No braveheart but I can paint myself, yell "freedom", and sword fight you with my cock. So come over.
I learned the names of so many hookups when they read them at graduation
The last memory I have is vomiting into a box and her rubbing my back saying "you are such a trooper..."
she screamed "my eye!" and it brought me a surge of bad memories. except she was yelling about a lemon.
Like do you hear me I PUKED IN MY OWN HANDS AND HE STILL SAID I WAS GORGEOUS
I don't even fuck like that, he just happened to be in the right place at the right drunk.
I think i just shit in their garbage can, I'm ready for that ride u owe bro.
Well, at some point in her life every girl has to decide how much weird she's willing to tolerate for hot tall banker cock
I haven't seen her in probably 3 months and when she showed up wasted to my house she promptly pulled out her tit
With great boredom comes great irresponsibility.
Please tell me you're not on their roof again..
I think it's important to not involve Bar Food in any near future decisions.
I thought the dude was just really enjoying his piss but apparently he was jerkin off into the urinal.
Thanks for ruining my life with your man penis
i woke up on someones kitchen floor, and i used the gps in my phone to find my way home. im really glad you forgot about me.
We need to stop smoking. I just ran into a glass door.
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