doug butabi!
steve butabi!
hotties wanna shake it
Stuck behind a lady in her 70's purchasing a plastic handle of vodka and nothing else. She is writing a check. Hello future.
We aren't going to mix hockey and sex texts tonight.
I totally agree. all sexting is on hold till after the games over.
Playoffs. This shit is serious.
His housemate was playing a sad violin solo for me on my way out. God I hate musicians.
you were watching the nanny crying, saying I wish I was that thin eating twinkies. THAT DRUNK.
2 classes, 3 finals, and $30 worth of adderall until this semester is over.
We just threw our carpet out of our room. Via fourth floor window style.
ttyl tear gas
I found ecstasy taped in my armpit... thank you drunk Marissa.
walking back to the dorm.. she is flashing evryone, demanding beads. we tried to stop her and now she just keeps yelling "Bourbon st bitchesss"... you get her tomorrow
i feel like my tongue has its own mouth, and that mouth just bit its tongue and is clenching its teeth.
There is maybe 10 hours out of any given day we aren't sober.
Far too many of our conversations end in us talking about sperm
That's too much drama for once a month dick... that's in-house dick drama only
I'm trying to drink up the confidence to run in public.
Randomize
