its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
god damn woman. you are like the herpes of drunk texting. you never go away.
So gin and wine won't be happening again
Stalkers don't have time for showers...it's a full time job
The required reading for this week is a paper about birds called great tits. Let's see my TA keep a straight face through this discussion.
Both he AND his 17 year old son were hitting on me... I'm bridging generational gaps
How do I invite him to our 4th of July cookout without sounding too much like "hey you were my first orgasm and I want your dick inside my while watching fireworks"
i can recognize that vagina from a mile away
Announcement: Given the sad circumstances regarding the death of my dearest friend Chong the Bong, there will be a brief memorial service for him tomorrow evening at 10:30 at my place. After sharing some memories and sending his spirit off to the great bowl in the sky, we will all take place in the commemoration and maiden voyage of his son, Chong Squared, who eagerly waits to meet all of you. High blessings to you all, piece be with you.
Februarys looking very promising in the vaginal department
Remember camping when you drank 36 beers to yourself in one day and puked in your tent? Ready for round 2?
He made me brush his hair afterwards because it made him feel like a ken Barbie.
God I hope the sex was good.
He realized that I was watching deadliest catch while we were jerkin off on FaceTime.
it's the international house of making me almost fucking shit myself
Oh you know, we just bobbed for apples in a bucket full of jungle juice. So, a casual Tuesday night.
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