We didn't go..parents came home with patron wanting to play drinking games --we asked no questions
never let anyone you met on skype borrow your car. lesson learned.
and i looked up. we had an audience...
apparently i'm the only person who has heard from her since saturday. she texted me "burt reynolds" at 2am sunday
You were fucking on a porch at a party, not much privacy should be expected
He called me while he was having sex and asked if I wanted to go get mcdonalds
Just thought to myself "I should practice shotgunning a beer before Wednesday." I don't think my GPA is going to like this semester.
she cried into her fur with two handfuls of money- she was the physical manifestation of white girl problems
A beer is a heart your wish makes!!!
Tell me about it. Running across highways take alot outta ya. When he found out, he was all "concerned" about it.
Just assume that every drink in that house has alcohol in it.
Ive been high since the plane left the ground in Los Angeles and Ive been in Chicago. Right now, Im on a train headed towards downtown to go to an anime convention. At this point, I am just taking life as it comes, furries and all.
I offer naked tickle fights and orgasms and you call it trouble. I call that Christmas.
When I meet her I'm going to have to resist the urge of saying "hey! We're Eskimo sisters!"
This is not a test of the emergency warning system. He has broken my vagina. I repeat he has broken my vagina. Damn it was good.
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