You hook up with other guys, let him talk to other girls.
no
I think I speak chipmunk. Odd.
Are you high?
No. That's why it's odd
Don't fret. That vag would have consumed a lesser man.
She called it mighty mouse.. And from there it was down hill
I know ur sleeping, sorry for waking you but i just saw a girl with mittens on using her nose to control her ipod touch
once my pubes got caught on her snaggletooth it was all downhill from there
I wish I could tell you that the worst thing that happened last night was how he got thrown out of a stripclub for vomitting on the girl giving him a private lapdance. I wish I could tell you that and not be lying.
He passed out so we kept throwing water on him, he got excited and asked if we were at the wave pool.
It felt like getting blasted with a supersoaker filled with vagina juice.
Hooking up with him would mean my type has officially become... drug dealer.
Given he decided my interview was a date, showed up drunk and insisted on carrying me everywhere, we weren't off to a good start.
Yeah. Just jump him. Naked. Claim his dick for yourself.
I mean I love some drunk compliments, but he just wasn't up to my low standards.
I want to name my colorful bowl Batman. Why? I still have yet to figure it out. But I'm calling it Batman.
So I can confidently say that I'm the only 3rd year engineering student who completed all 4 of their exams with One Direction pens
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