Well that's not true. She had two social skills. She kept them in her bra
we've progressed from teabagging to lighting eachothers asses on fire. this cannot be a good path.
Dude i just want you to know that when i found you half your mustache was already gone. I didn't do it.
at least he lost his v-card with a bang... or should i say the clap.
lesson learned: don't narrate out loud about how a girl is giving you head while she's doing it
In the future let's not drunk dive in the fountain in front of the hotel bar.
I will probably be peed on at some point today.
no. 1 rule of bromania: no females
Rain ponchos don't count as shirts at the bar. FYI.
came home to a trail of roses from the door halfway up the stairs. but my nonsingle roommate lives downstairs. idk if they celebrated on the stairs or if some girl tried to woo me last night and i don't remember
Far too many of our conversations end in us talking about sperm
we need to tell them stories about when happens when we're sober so they think they know what they're in for when they're actually completely unprepared for whn happens when we get drunk
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
How much glitter would I have to ingest in order for a "magnificent" amount to appear in my ejaculate?
It's next to that place that has cock fighting.
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