he asked me to marry him on one of those scrolling message belt buckels.... what now?
let me know it goes. try not to get bit. and if you can, get someone to videotape it.
It was kind of weird
What did your mom walk in?
She flung her tampon across the room.
Some guy shouted fuck america during the national anthem, i decked him. They threw him out. USA USA USA!
he cried for an hour, then he threw up on my lap then started singing party in the usa...opera style...
somethin' about having sex in my parents bed makes me feel like l'm finally an adult.
He gave a passionate hug to every tree on the way to my car.
He just washed his hands with scrubbing bubbles yelling "They work hard so I don't have to!"
I just jerked off and used a stopwatch to track my results. Pretty depressing on multiple fronts.
I just learned in bio that our sole purpose for life is to have sex.. so your high number is acceptable. its actually lacking.
oh hey summer self, welcome to endless thirsty thursdays and walks of shame.
I can't wait till you move in so I can stop drinking alone.
it's a Wednesday?
:)
Yes but that point is quickly negated bc u should never have to search more than one room to find your underwear.
Is the Glover Park Chipotle past the strip club?
Why is that your only point of reference?
Just answer the question
Going back to our hometown to help Gramma move. Thinking we should see if we can fuck on the desk of the homophobic coach who first introduced us while in town.
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