dont worry about it. i always have emergency bong water with me
i had to sit with a fan pointed directly to my vag for a good 10 minutes
Don't do anything you wouldn't want to explain to paramedics
But that's half the fun of it
In college, I had one standard. Penis. A lot has changed since then. Now I really only have one standard. Breathing.
We were having sex and his high flatmates stood outside his room playing the guitar and singing Somebody to Love by Justin Beiber. Weirdest night ever.
I went to pick my brother up downtown and I stopped at a red light a homeless old man comes up knocks on the window shows me his penis and then screams money
This weekend i learned three things 1) skittles in vodka is good 2) it takes more than a roll of quarters to get a cab home 3) never tell a bartender to give you your change in actual change
what a fun peer-pressure-filled weekend
Yes. I am out of condoms. I kept filling them with glow paint and playing with them when I was on mushrooms, which resulted in me having unprotected sex last weekend
She made me keep my boots on and say "you're welcome darlin" after every orgasm......so yes it was an awesome night.
I know that whole thing was awkward. Not worth the piece of cake.
my mom walked in on me eating her out, and i can never kiss my mother again.
At least he uses his lack of impulse control for chaotic good instead of chaotic evil
Can I say it was a great night out of town? Fucking my co-worker in the hotel bed while my best friend is fucking his friend on the floor and a random guy is laying in the other bed meanwhile we are all passing a joint back and forth
Sooooooooooooo you woke up on a rooftop. Classy
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