real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
last night I thought his shirt said yale... but this morning it definitely says old navy.
He's telling me stories about how he made out with a 14 yr old when he was 22. I'm going home.
I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
Is it just me or do I always seem to have cum in my bellybutton?
My mom said I should get that 'not fucking anybody' problem fixed.
The freshman sure do fuck up the whataburger line at 2am
You don't forget tits like those, even if you are vegas drunk.
If he's dead I'm so gonna get the blame. I have his passport, keys and his tooth in my purse.
Our idea of a "deep conversation" was successfully forming complete sentences.
We would have taken you home with us, but you were outside the bar measuring a randoms stream of piss by walking along side it... you said you were only at 32 feet and it still had a couple of grooves to hit.
I don't know which is worse, the fact that he can say will you fuck me in so many languages or that I'm turned on because of that
At the same time that I bought plan b I got some Girl Scout cookies too. It's not a total loss for you.
I have suspicion of morning wood.
How are you unsure as to the current state of your penis?
"WHAT IS THIS LESBIAN MADNESS"
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