"Morning after" poops are always like, interesting.
No vaginas are yucky and I don't think you're old enough to handle one yet
is this the sara with the beer cane?
he yelled at me for calling the fat girl fat. if I can't call out fat girls to my brother who do i have?
It smelled like mall pretzels. Of course I investigated.
There's a bed on the roof. The window behind it is too small for it to go through. I'm impressed.
I wonder if he has realized that I have poured all if those shots he bought into the tip jar
I am currently listening to someone take a shit. I hate the hole in the ceiling.
You texted me 'I am the leopard prince', with a series of pictures of you posing in what seemed like cat poses. you were not "a little bit" drunk dude..
you'll be horrified to know he's visiting next weekend
You two are a rollercoaster of sex and silence.
It's times where you wake up in the hospital after trying to road surf that you wonder what you're doing in life.
Haha its fine we ask know it. He's still cool thought
Focus on the keyboard man. Focusssss
She was totally amazed that i had the pizza delivery timed to coincide with our nooner and that the delivery boy knew where the broom closet on the 3rd floor was.
And with one simple text you can separate the men from the boys...."it's that time of the month."
My yoga ball is now going to be used for actual exercise instead of somewhere to suction cup a dildo
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