Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
But I thought everyone had breakup sex?
My third nipple is alarmingly under-appreciated.
my life has come down to walking through campus and wondering if every guy is the random i made out with saturday
We woke up under the ping pong table holding hands.
I saw a 60 yr old mans penis last night. Just for the record.
this weekend destroyed me...my brain feels like the curly fry at the bottom of the bag. GAhhh come save me
that's ecstasy for ya. now I'm kinda in the mood for jack in the box.
Can we just ponder our lives for a second.
No I think my brain may implode in a puff of cocaine and sparkles.
Yeah, clearly. And then we can float around my room on Christmas themed inner tubes. And drink, I guess.
the manly guy you want to date so badly? he's at the club. as a drag queen. wearing higher heels than you own. think about that.
It's a goat... but where the fuck did it come from?
Bryan's allergic to that cheap detergent, so he's been naked for three days. But we're all used to it now, so the party is still on.
Yea not today, I ending up taking a shit behind a tree last night.
I plan on blacking out and milking a cow
This place is a maelstrom of dicks.
I mean as in stuck up bastards, not actual, desirable male genitalia. My point is, come pick me up fast, please!
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