I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
I guess wearing a straight up bikini to class is an early indication that Thirsty Thursday has started.
Just saw a dude in a banana costume get beat down by a one shoed black dude wearing a kilt...paninis is such a shit show after 10 on a Saturday
I like to think I'd be good at dodging genitalia.
Well there is another shower in Nov. So I have three months to figure out how to get some drunk space fucking. May need some of your mead
I have managed to reach the 'after meth poster look' before lunch here...
U touched your head and and said "oh look blood" and then looked at me and touched my face... And said war paint
my whole wardrobe smells like substance abuse
Oh man 11pm. That means it's time to take my shirt off an eat a brownie
I now have a other guy willing to drive 3 hours for my vagina. At my next gyno appointment I'm asking her if there's cocaine in there.
Well, if it makes you feel any better I'll be drinking tequila and doing lines on Halloween. Just like old days.
The Vicodin is in the strawberries.
Did I tell you that I told him I deleted his dick pics and he almost started crying?
He walked upstairs in nothing but his boxers and drunkenly asked my brother for a condom....so much for a good first impression.
Thinking and hoping ice cream is the answer to my problems
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