I just saw a guy give a mop to his fat wife and say "Look, an exercise stick!"
From the crime scene it appears that I attempted to throw up into a candle.
Come see our sink grown plant.
It was like having sex with a donkey. Everytime she got close she would kick me.
I was chocking and even did the sign for it..And you continued to just laugh
He was with one girl when I went to bed, wad with another when I woke up and now he just told me he was with a 3rd in-between last night and this morning. Jesus Christ.
Yeah I'm a responsible adult man but I legally unbind myself from anything that occurred that evening and am in no way responsible for those actions.
He is gay. There is no bi when you have a manhunt AND you are an art major. That's like a unicorn without a horn, it just isn't possible.
He kept stopping sex to whisper in my ear, and the only thing I could understand was "double stuffed oreos"
I can't straight up say the only reason I smoked a couple bowls with you was for your three legged cat
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
I just gave my mom some ones that look like they've probably been in some strippers cooter. Oops.
Haha. Just tell your mom not to smell them
Hey mom, most of this money I'm giving you is in ones. Don't ask why and whatever you do don't smell them.
Sounds legit to me.
He got hotter. I'm offended on behalf of the rest of our graduating year.
he kissed both of us goodnight when we dropped him off...I didn't know if I was more offended or impressed
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