I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
We're the kind of people who ruin family vacations
After the VIP Latina experience at the strip club last night, I am rooting for Mexico in this years World Cup.
he just started chanting dark meat! dark meat! out of no where.
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
I will now attempt to shave my public hair into a Christmas tree.
I blacked out after the shots of canned lobster bisque.
Chasing 100 proof soco w water from the tap at 4 pm, it's gonna one of those kinda Thursdays...
The best part is when you puked in your slurpree and the 7 eleven guy still made you pay for it
I'm like the Mother Theresa of booty calls.
My taste buds are fucked up, everything tastes like fire after last night.
Took "drink until he's cute" to a whole new level last night...
Most people would agree that it IS in fact slutty to give someone head for free ice cream.
so i showed up to the bars in a sombrero and a tie as a headband... so yeah, they didn't let me in
I just thought that if your brother was ever going to invite me over again, he probably shouldn't catch me fucking you in his bathroom.
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