I really love her but I don't think I can go the rest of my life without anal.
There was something that i liked about you, but you spent it
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Just set a new record on Need For Speed at the arcade. Had to enter Tiger Woods as the name.
this kid is using one arm to help his buddy with a keg stand, and the other arm to hold up the chick he's making out with.
All I know is that I'm not gonna send out SOS messages via twitter for your rescue this time.
pretty sure I just came the closest to throwing up in my pants that I'm ever gonna get. I'd like to thank the academy and the hangover thatt I hope actually kills me in the morning.
I was at the pharmacy picking up my herpes medication and the pharmacist asked if I had any questions about my medicine, looked at the bottle, and laughed. Insult to injury man.
Then he kissed my hand sensually and said "you're a Black Queen. Don't let anyone tell you different."
There aren't enough words in the English language to fully describe how worried I am for your dick. And the rest of you, I suppose.
I'm not coming to work today because tequila
I need to stop adding people I want to bone on LinkedIn.
..... starting now
The career specialist read an Onion article to us. Please send help.
The only thing I remember about us having sex is yelling at him to choke me.
I don't know if I'm having early flu symptoms, a miscarriage, or am badly hungover. Web md agrees.
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