So in our children's lit class, some jackass little boy had gone thru the where's waldo book and circled waldo. I realize you would have been that kid.
Dude has a bag of wine attached to his belt. These guys don't fuck around.
she has a fucking refrigerator full of four loko and is charging 15 dollars a can.... she is like a mini donald trump
and then he started using my ass as a stressball
I am listening to lecture and I can hear us in the background talking about anal beads.
you're being fucking weird and i don't like it. text me when you're not being the after picture on a poster for rehab
I masterbate to the thought of you. You totally aren't just a booty call.
If she's steering anything, it's a religious boat of crazy. Destination: Iceberg.
Omg. Some dude is jacking off in Kelly's bathroom.
you are dancing on the line between undergrad and alcoholic.
I saw a picture of my dad holding my legs in a kegstand. Town festival=success.
For our final psych experiment, we're conditioning Tim to hump the nearest inanimate object and/or person every time he hears a Ke$ha song
weekly advice from mom, "Drink vodka, it las hess calories"
He rubbed my back afterwards. I forgot how to talk and I legitimately thought I was a cat for a few minutes.
just ran into my drill sergeant from basic 4 years ago. gonna take him home and have him fuck me at the cadence of quick time.
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