Its like we are women, and boise state is a gangster rap song. This game is degrading
Too bad it's not "confirm, ignore or not unless I've had 20+ beers"
i feel like a lion cub that has been breast fed for years, and mom has left, and now i have to learn how to hunt on my own
i dont mean to point any fingers but there is a lot of urine in the kitchen
He had a curved dick....must be a european thing
I started making breakfast to subdue the hangover and last of the shrooms and only got as far as eating a half frozen pierogi out of a dixie cup.
I don't know what you're talking about. I just drank beer out of my own bellybutton by doing a backbend and letting it run down my body.
i know i said i'd always be there for you, but i'm beginning to think that what you call "being there for me" the american judicial system calls reckless endangerment.
Telling someone to make good decisions on a Thursday is like telling Santa to be Jewish.
Of course not. I'd be offended if you didn't bring my boobs into casual conversation.
then he grabbed my tit and yelled "FOR NARNIA!!" then dove into my vag. i think I will do him again strictly for the entertainment value
I'm too drunk to explain this to you. It's too hard.
He put his SoundCloud on his Tinder bio. I felt personally attacked.
I brought an already opened bag of trail mix from home to snack on today. Some motherfucker ate all the m&ms out of it. I hate my roommates
it's my fake id's birthday. i'm wearing a hat, and i have a beard. i'm untouchable. TO THE BARS!
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