it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
They had half off shots during the fourth quarter. I was powerless.
Dude she threw his clothes out n 8th floor window and her dog tried to bite his dick off. So the answer is yes it could be worse...
I've had more sex in the two weeks since we broke up than I ever had in any two weeks we were together.
I think rescheduling my finals around when Im going to be hungover is responsible
In hindsight, the torn ligament in my knee is probably the fault of the ginbucket and jager bombs starting at 3pm. I guess I'll stop blaming it on you.
When someone comes out of your vagina and stomps on your dreams, you'll understand.
But he's not just anonymous male genitalia anymore. I've met him, I've seen his face.
Poking every semi-decent guy on Facebook in the hopes that one of them will want to hook up with me tonight. So far all i've accomplished is 5 new poke wars which i will most certainly continue after this weekend.
think of it as grooming, as if he is my Kate Middleton and I'm grooming him to be a presentable princess
Don't you judge us. Sockets make ideal bowls
I can see the future and your future is full of penis
Let's be honest, I've seen a decent amount of dicks in my life and very few of them have been worth all the trouble.
Well, I could just slap my dick to my phone and see what it says
We're meant to be. Apparently God wants me to get dicked down pretty good too so I'm not complaining about destiny
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