When we ran out of red solo cups we switched to Starbucks cups for beer pong... Who doesn't want to live in Seattle?
the sex was "jacking off to playboy" bad.
I need to get the stench of sex and broken dreams out of my room
and she was grinding on the wall, purring at guys she liked at the pregame...
She even gives head with a lisp.
We convinced you to take a shot out of the sponge...there were still suds in it.
I just spent the last ten minutes making a timeline of my sex life. 2010 and 2011 I am calling "I can't believe Im still clean" years.
Walking into the first day of college is like walking into a meat market. A meat market of sex.
It was a great idea until we got stuck in a ditch. We had to call redneck cousin 1
Did you high five my face last night?
Yes. Yes I did.
So do you want to be the old guy picking up a girl in a mini skirt who may be slightly buzzed before noon from college, or shall i walk over?
Though I don't usually want to turn down ladies who want to liquify my clothing with their eyes, I made an exception.
Refresh my memory....were we forced to leave or did we choose to leave?
Are you still in his room?
Nope, yogged home at 8 am with one shoe on.
He has a syndrome called asshole. And it flares up 24/7.
Randomize
