hows that letter of apology to the waitress at waffle house coming?
Please come to History lecture. The kid two seats over is belligerently drunk.
My face is bruised from laying on the concrete. NO MORE VODKA!
Drunk
Deyhxbr
Fucaerrrrr
Not only was there cake on the wall but someone shoved cake and meat in a cup and put it in the fridge.
Due to certain anatomical proportions it was less like fucking and more like childbirth.
Yes, he did use his cock to direct traffic from my 3rd story window. That's why I love him
You're always so generous when it comes to your dick.
if it doesnt flame it aint got game is a bad drinking motto eyebrow-wise.
eyebrows regrow, your balls dont
I want to show up to tomorrow's study group looking like I got hit by a train. A train made of dicks.
That amount of times your family has seen my boobs is getting ridiculous.
If I could drink as much and have the amount of sex he has at his age, well I'd probably be dead
Will you still call me Bond when I'm sober?
I choose my mates solely based on size and ability. No cuddles. No sleep overs. Definitely no repeats.
That 2-CB was ass.
You mean the asprin cut with pez?
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