the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
The seats are awesome but you see two of each player.
She didn't know my name but she knew I was Canadian so she just called me Canada. It sounded like the national anthem when we were fucking.
I had fun. Till he melissa etheridged my ass and came to my window.
When the cops came you just told them you'd go to your time out corner.
I literally saw him try to open a beer can with his anus. We need o step up our game.
If anyone ask I'm rushing for brotherhood, not so that this bartender will suck my dick
You started an entire relationship based only on sex and emoticons.
I don't know how or when he is sober long enough to donate plasma
I woke up with my wool blanket soaking wet on the dorm room floor, and my sweatshirt hanging on the shower door down the hall. So basically my camp-out-in-the-bathroom idea didn't turn out as planned
You're right, I'd say my real all time low was when I let that fifteen-year-old feel my boob.
I don't trust him but hanging out with him might be fun
he's literally satan but yeah probably
And two different second-graders said my make up was pretty. It's left over from last night bc I woke up 5 min before I was supposed to leave.
He's asking how tall I am he wants to make a body suit out of me
tell me about the fingering
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