There's some strange man with hair that keeps talking to us. I'm scared.
This is how horror movies start. Going to bar with strange hair guy. He's paying. Bad idea?
Ditched hair man. Got free cab ride to market. Want food. I win.
one day I'm really going to regret not using the boners I got in planes and cars
i find it sad that i can no longer sit in the back of class for fear that someone will fart into the heater again.
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
I don't believe these are real court rooms. They look absolutely nothing like law and order.
So one buddy got tackled at the urinals by national guard members and was arrested. Another had sex in a port o potty with possibly the drunkest girl I've ever encountered. The rest of us blacked out and won a few bets. So yes, the derby did meet our expectations.
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
her boyfriend dumped her for my exgirlfriend. so filming our hookup is pretty much a definite.
Vagic. Defined as a kind of magic one has over a girl's vagina. Used in a sentence... he's an accomplished vagician.
He called my boobs fluffy. Part sexy part pilsbury dough boy. Part sexy pilsbury dough boy. I'm so confused. And flattered?
To this day, I regret not having sex in the bathroom
tuscaloosa is terrifying
like people here are just empty shells of drugs and sin
there is no mercy here
I vaguely remember losing my underwear to 2 chicks in a bathroom. That drunk.
The medical term is prolapsed anal walls if you want to look into it with dignity.
i woke up on the floor in front of the fireplace and my last google search was "fuck sponges"
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