so the chest pain/shortness of breath/overdose guy we just took to tm hospital is now running down market street from the police in a gown holding his iv.
I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
she was screaming in french about how classy it was to be drinking wine. oh... she was drinking it out of the bottle. with a beer in her other hand while throwing up.
so basically i'm the" little sister", he's the "big brother" and we just fucked
i realized that the internet ruins the joy of a father passing down playboys to his son
oh my god. i just found my camera... on top of the bush outside of my house. never let me drink everclear again
not sure what to think.... picked her up and her dad says "if you take her home, you'll regret it"
I was eating her out when she coughed, I just swallowed a bright red blood clot
just got tipped $5 to put a barbie in a waffle cone and drip caramel sauce on it while a group of dudes cheered and one took pics. 90% sure they were sober
Is buying her a loofah for my house commitment like? I don't wanna give the wrong idea
This is simple. Just sex and high fives. No feelings.
I was talking about you wanting my dick, but that works too
he cock-blocks himself, don't try to make excuses for him!
alll i remember is comming back downstairs, his pants were off and he was aplauding me
Well sure, my hetero side is thrilled, but my gay side is soooo judging
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