so after all day drinking, we went to an all u can eat crab place and i was going from table to table surveying the crowd if they though the crab i was carrying around looked like the flying dog from never ending story...what the hell is wrong with me?
I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
I feel bad for the person that has to clean the dishes that I peed on last night.
I HAVE FLAVORED BLOW. THIS SHOULD NOT EXISIT.
We were eating hotdog buns dipped in French onion dip in lawn chairs at 4am. That drunk
If anyone ask I'm rushing for brotherhood, not so that this bartender will suck my dick
We woke up at 7:30am. We got a 30 rack, yelled at all the freshman shackers walkin back to their dorms, played a game of beer die, and boned all before 11:00am. I found my soulmate
I'll text you later. I think she thinks we're taking this whole "no sex" thing seriously.
I just threw up vodka and hot dogs in a handicapped stall with someone in it who couldn't make me leave because he couldn't walk.
Sounds like either a very good Friday night or a very bad Saturday morning.
I just want to eat Taco Bell and throw it up on his doorstep.
I have commenced my lesbian college experimentation. Wish me luck
I wish you could just Google "people I've had sex with" and they would all just come up
He surprised me with a puppy tail butt plug in his ass and wants me to fuck him
I DEMAND FORESKIN
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