its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
Don't fret. That vag would have consumed a lesser man.
You kept telling that ginger girl, "it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault."
I should probably just look up vagina pictures in the anatomy textbook. That always cheers me up.
They actually said and I quote "it definitely looks like your knees went through some over usage"
That works. I won't care. I'll be a mermaid. Mermaids don't give a fuck.
Especially drunk mermaids.
Opened the apartment door and the smell of sex and weed literally slapped me across the face. Kudos.
It was like a square peg in a round hole... I've never seen one shaped like a stick of butter...
Dude we gotta go back to your cabin. left glenn. he's calling me crying and still drunk
I tried to walk home in my heels. And I fell into a snow bank. And then I cried and a policeman came up to me and said I can't sit in a snowbank and got me a cab. So maybe that's where I left my credit card. I remember the cop asking me if I was old enough to drink, too. OMG. How embarrassing. Pretty sure I told him to "leave me alone."
he kept insisting he didn't have my number, so i called his phone and my number came up as "yeaaaaaaaaah!"
It must be love. I'm deleting my porn for him.
It's a special kind of bond when your gay brother takes pics of you topless at a frat party.
Hell no. Last time I used a Slip N Slide I ended up with bruised ribs, a broken fence and the hatred of a half naked girl with a sprained wrist.
He's the one named Andrew. In his profile picture he is the one on the right in the monkey costume.
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