you mean i was at the winter classic?
Well, let's be honest here. You're dealing with gay guys... EVERYTHING has an emotional attachment.
we are playing family charades. my sister pointed at me. everyone guessed alcoholic.
Its official. Girls from Indiana do not give rim jobs.
I have glow sticks stuck to my boobs and a missed call from the 911. I'd say last night was a success.
That's your penis' name. I've always referred to it as Alejandro secretly.
We need to go back to the barter system so I can sell my body and just be done with it.
You told me my blanket felt like ground beef.
there's a photo set of like seven dicks covered in glitter....i don't know what to do
I think I died last night.
Yeah, you got carried home
I woke up to an alarm on my phone that said "Buy Plan B" and then the guy offered me a hairbrush... which seemed polite at the time
I heard them banging and it sounded like he was trying to stuff a fucking coconut into her
He told me to prepare for his "Jurassic cock" and I had to leave the room from laughing.
I'm standing up, for my all my brothers and sisters, and fighting against whiskey dick.
So we are in the middle of sex and his brother knocks on the door and says "dude I just wanted to know if you want to see the fish I got tonight"
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