You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
he changed my name in his contacts to "rick", so his mom wouldn't know he was texting me
okay so using the row boat as a giant snow sled probably wasn't the best idea.
she just made some guy spank her... then made some chick take a running start and spank her.
it was really awkward meeting your mom for the first time while i was still wearing the condom we were using.
The last thing I remember was paying off her younger brother not to judge me, then puking on his shoes.
Do you think wearing a shirt that says I like penis is too much for tonight?
I told a 250 pound football player I would catch him if he jumped into my arms. And that is how I broke my wrist
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
my dry spell has ended & now it's like a tsunami of dick i can't handle it
I don't think I've ever been sadder than the way I feel when I finish my meal while I'm high
ayo
its like you know when i get waxed
Went to go look for a friend that was missing since 3am, found her passed out in the hallway of the apartment, guessing it was a good night
I was at his place until 2am. We just sat really close an stared at each other. I think you are right. Germans must not have feelings. Not even tingly ones in their pants.
Sorry my phone died. Obviously four o'clock in the morning is a good time to tell you this.
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