i voted for prop eight dipshit. more weddings = more CAKE.
new call of duty comes out in november. guess im not passing my finals
so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
I threw up into my coffee this morning.
She tied me up with her honor cords...
I really hope you aren't where I think you are. Dude she has a MUSTACHE. You need Jesus..
the first sign of life we got from you was four hours later. you smiled without opening your eyes when tom whispered in your ear we were getting buffalo wings.
I can't even use my hands i'm so hungover
it took me 20 minutes to get her upstairs... she crawled under a car and wouldn't come out.
I don't know if I have the sustained energy level for partying hard
Not a choice. You are mistaking my comments as options. My statements are facts. This is what is happening.
i love that feeling when you wake up and have no idea how you got back to your dorm or why you have mac and cheese on your cheeks and eyelashes in your mouth
I had this image of some guy in a taco truck down by the IMA accosting you for a peep show.
He may only be 25% black, but after that sexual experience I am 100% never going back.
As a plus, I've lost 5 pounds in two days, so "party all weekend" is officially a valid diet plan.
Maybe he injected his testicle?
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