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We're just 9 transgendered vegans
U. Dayton
About us
When we leave parties, they die. When we go to the bar, we always get the corner booth. When we're at the cafeteria, we get served only the finest Chicken Broccoli Bake. We always play it like Steve McQueen.
Screw modesty - we're fucking awesome.
Screw modesty - we're fucking awesome.
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- ShotQuest: Saturday Edition
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- Shots This Weekend
- Awesomeness or weirdness?
- FLASB08
- How to Survive BOX Pledge Term
- How To Get Kicked Out of a Frat
- Questions That Need Answering This Morn
- Days our toilet has been clogged
- Unsung Heroes
- Words that Begin With the Letter F
- Reason for Alcoholism
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- My readers, prepare yourselves for a barrage of bl...
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- House Plague: AOE 3
- Headache
- The Blackout Problem
- Box: The Female Perspective Part 2 [ALCOHOL]
- BOX: THE FEMALE PERSPECTIVE PART 1 [GREASY FOOD]
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- Late Night Chronicle of Hilarity
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1 comment:
And it's the good toilet, you know the one with the Santa toilet warmer on it. What do we have left? The other toilet? The Pee Sink? The window between the 2nd and 3rd floors? The Basement? The roof of the neighbors house? Al's old bedroom?
Sure they've all been pooped on, but it's not the same as the feeling of the tip of your wiener just touching the inside of the bowl, and knowing that everyone else's wiener probably touches the exact same spot. I like that feeling!
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