you need to leave class get on facebook and start untagging IMMEDIATELY
I NEED TO NOT REMEMBER THIS IN THE MORNING. He is our TEACHER.
I have so many hands. So. Many. Hands. I can feel arms that I don't have yet. They tickle. I can see the blood in my eyes. I think something is happening. The hands!!! I'm ticking myself with hands I don't have yet! I can't stop giggling about my notyet hands!
Hes stumbling drunkenly around the streets of New York with a balloon vagina on his head. I'd say hes having a good night.
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
At this point the smell of shame has become my natural musk
You talked about giving to sperm banks on a first date. What did you expect?
No we are not "bros" because I came out of my moms vagina& you went in there.
I had so much stripper lotion and body glitter on my glasses I had a hard time driving home.
I wore wrist and ankle weights while we had sex. Does that count as working out?
Do you remember the bathroom attendant when he put out his hand for a tip and you gave him a high five?
I'm pretty sure my munchies are the only reason Good and Plenty is still around
I guess the weekly d&d orgies are treating you well
I need an outfit for the bar tmrw that reads I have daddy issues and would like a fancy sugar daddy.
Dude, what the hell where you thinking last night
Welllllll basically they were like "challenge" and I was like "accepted"
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