I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
new low, shannon just screamed FUCK THE IRISH to a 10 year old's face then proceeded to throw a hotdog at his parents. I think its time i take her home.
Thanks for stopping me from doing a one man keg stand by myself clad in only a towel. that probably wouldve ended badly.
I was on my way at Dorito Smoothie
I'm sorry about your car but on a brighter note I did wake up in my dorm. That's something right?
Fuck you.
I need you to come over. Im crying, day drinking and working out simultaneously.
Never ever ever ever ever ever give your number to a 30 year old at buffalo wild wings. Ever ever ever.
Oh yea... In other news I've decided to get an external hard drive and start getting music from all the guys I'm fucking... Do you think a terabyte would be enough storage space?
Wait... All I had to do was ask for a sandwich and you would have come over
Defrosting my uncrustable with my laptop...Hungover dinner
Also I owe you 20 bucks, a clean towel and a glass of scotch. I'll even throw in a blow job
some dude just accurately guessed my height and bra size.. that is cup AND inches around. creepy, yet impressive
i have to vacuum my washing machine now, asshole
Well, we ended up labeling the relationship. We are now each other's designated butt-toucher.
I was eating pickles straight from a jar, contemplating doing something productive. What did I miss?
Randomize
