That's your vagina. No one goes out and burns it
you finished all 5 burgers, started crying tears of joy, and then claimed the tears were actually just 'meat sweats' from your eyes
Grad practice is like a live scrapbook of my drunken sexual encounters
i feel like i am carryihg a baby. a baby made of alcohol.
i love that feeling when you wake up and have no idea how you got back to your dorm or why you have mac and cheese on your cheeks and eyelashes in your mouth
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
my first words to him the next morning were "do you like magic"?
I wonder what chicks would think if they learned that when we add them on fb we email their bikini pics to each other.
Serious question: Should I volunteer to get tazered? My instincts say no but my wild side says yes.
With everyone putting up pictures of their moms on Facebook it's time to go single MILF hunting.
He also reminds me slightly of a pirate which i find strangely attractive
she just kept straddling the railing to the stairs and shouting "come on Seabiscuit, lets win this for America."
Were we still high when we decided to break your leg?
Profesor just winked at me. This class might be easier than I thought
She’s 47 and wants me to fuck her on her mom’s hospital bed
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