farters have to be the big spoon...
the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
Just saw a guy doing jumping jacks at the gym. I don't even have to create a punch line for that
His car is carseat is compatible. I checked while we were banging in the back seat...
She gave 2 thumbs up when Nirvana came on the radio while blowing me in the bathroom
He yelled "juice on the loose", yes i am sure i need plan b
He knew exactly who I'd slept with after just one look at my crotch. He's like the Sherlock Holmes of cocks.
If drawing me a picture of his dick in draw something is flirting then he is doing it wrong.
Ive seen him cuddling a giant inflatable seahorse. Nothing could be creepier than that.
All together there was 318 cigarette butts in the pool... And my microwave.
Sounds like it could have been the night you pulled out your love stump at the strip club.
Sidenote: do you recall your "give me the d" chant
If we could give a gymnastic score to drunken nights, I would be a part of the Fab Five.
He told me he was married and then fingered me on the kitchen counter. It was awkward to explaining the broken toaster to my roommates this morning...
I'm high and having a granola buffet this has got to be the healthiest I have ever been
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