Regardless of the degree, it's probably not good to relate so closely to the Steve-O documentary.
rainy day on campus = new personal fetish for girls in booty shorts and colorful rain boots
kicked my backpack and turned on my vibrator in the middle of class. success.
all i know is that each time we woke up we were at a different chinese restaurant. help.
We're in ER. He's high on morphine and I'm drunk. Gonna score some bed pans for jello shots.
He never gives up. He's like the fucking little engine that could of hook ups
I literally told her "she's a sandwich I'd like to make" and that's all it took
New hot neighbor boys moving in across from us...So i did the logical thing and bought two 30 packs up the hill and walked right by em. Consider the line hooked and ready to reel.
Her delivery came. She's ordered a pack of 144 condoms.
I literally farted midsex as a siren for him to get the fuck off me.. No such luck.
leave me alone I'm becoming one with nature and doing plant things
I have an empty apartment, Chinese food, and fresh batteries in my vibrator. There's nothing on this earth that could lure me out tonight.
They left a cherry picker with the keys in it on a college campus, what else were we supposed to do?
Threw up on break at work. That brings our collective tally to 9 times. We can never drink like that on a monday again
snapping my married booty call and next thing I know a plan b ad pops up
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