I hope to God it wasnt poon. That odor was unnatural, it was satanic pussy.
I'm drugging my best friend. I'm like a whole new level of bitch.
Yes, i finally made it. but let me tell you...i can smell myself right now in class right now, this scent is called alcoholism.
So coach him. No guy wants to admit being unsure of something in bed. It's a man-law or something.
RE-DICK-YOU-LUSSSSS
That's me emphasizing the ridiculous
Someone just knocked jenga into a plate of cake. I'm licking off each piece one by one.
It's gay softball weekend. Lots of hot gay strangers to go home with.
Dude hobos go hard. I learned a lot last night.
Since Josh is going to be Carl Sagan for Halloween, he bought a turtleneck and sportsman jacket. It's all my nerd fantasies come true.
So I just noticed that my last drunk google search before going to bed last night was "ghosts based on gays." I have no idea what that's supposed to mean
I hope you get a lego stuck in your dickhole
On a scale of 0 to Thanksgiving, there is no amount of food that fights against tequila.
My liver can't handle being unemployed!
are you drinking tonight?
I have an exam tomorrow
so yes.
Perfect attendance and not being drunk since Sunday. This is a new leaf if I've ever seen one
Randomize
