You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
i just realized how high i was when i was screaming red light challenge at the top of my lungs and am watching it alone
The walk of shame isn't so shameful when you do it in a stolen, autographed Favre jersey.
Just wrote a paper about alcohol abuse that sounded like my weekend...
i don't even want to say how many boners i've caused this week
careful of the bathroom.... theres some drunken ninja turtles in there....
We tried to get a ride from the same firefigters that were turning off the fire alarm going off at our house.
Its funny that cleaning up pieces of water balloons and shot glasses every morning is becoming a routine
We had on the same team jersey so at the time it made sense to hook up.
walk of shame to my ortho appointment. kids are staring. this little girl just asked her mom if she can havr glitter in her hair too.
holy fuck that shirt looks so good on him, it was like he was born with it on. that shirt deserves a blow
This whole bra on the outside of my shirt thing is so convenient. It turns my shirt into a pocket to eat Fritos out of. Mmm boobies
You're a five foot adderall and caffeine fueled ball of sexual frustration and suppressed rage. It's only a matter of time before you snap. We're taking bets on when.
DISHONOR ON YOU. DISHONOR ON YO FAMILY. DISHONOR ON YO COW
Apparently I was drunk enough to call he police station and ask if there was a problem with me.