Let's just be mature adults about last night and never speak of it again.
I can see why you broke up with her now... it was like having sex with a corpse.
No, "because my penis told me to" is not an acceptable answer to that question
My glasses smell like tequila. I just put them on and almost threw up.
I have a bruise on dick where you tried to "high five" me.
I also think about what hot dudes penises are gonna look like when theyre 80 and it's not pretty
Impressive. I've never gotten straight denied and then chased the guy naked out of my own apt. I'll remember that next time.
Did I mention I hooked up with another country star? I think I need some sort of trophy for each time, yah know? Or like a sash and I win a badge or patch for each person. Like a slutty Girl Scout.
You climbed out your own window and walked in the front door..
If it goes near your penis, it should not go near the Hawks.
Yeah, the email that I was sending to get an Escort for the weekend, copied and pasted to my boss, that should be interesting conversation, when I come back from Christmas vacation break.
I want to get a list going called "D list celebs I've kissed"
I just set up a proportion to calculate how much Jolly Rancher vodka I can make with the limited amount of Jolly Ranchers I have. Finally, real-life application of math.
It was a fun night! I woke up with a boyfriend, again....
The Lion King Is on YouTube
Until 2 minutes ago I actually had a chance to pass my midterms... thanks alot
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