somehow on my way home with matt, I ended up straddling steve on the sidewalk and polling the people walking by on whether or not we should have sex.
We always say that. And then its 4am and someone is screaming at strippers.
We fucked on top of all of our English papers in celebration of the semester ending.
Its 6am and I'm sitting on the couch watching Clifford. Crying into my risotto because emily elizabeth helped the girl in the wheelchair get over her stagefright so she can win a trophy. Never drinking alone again.
I remember telling you it was cold out because the sun was going to explode and people were going to fight for corn. I feel I've mislead you.
dude i should have never cleaned my ears out while high. theres no going back.
Well you know it's going to be an interesting night when the bathroom attendant is doing hail marrys
so he had an ashton kutcher Kelso haircurt. dude, we're in our mid to late 20s, I don't think we can ridicule guys for having hair anymore.
He offered to buy me free breakfast if I stayed at the hotel overnight with him. I then realized they have a complimentary breakfast.
God this is like a meg Ryan movie without the restaurant orgasms
I'm playing drinking games with a boy who looks like Liam Hemsworth. I think I'm fine.
So what's your itinerary for Amsterdam?
Show up, get drunk, get laid, try not to miss my flight home.
I'm now forever going to blame miss frizzle for making me the sexual deviant that I am today
The wine is franzia the food is cheese puffs there is a canoe full of beer and the andre glasses are mason jars glued to candle sticks. i shit you not. Best. Wedding. Ever.
They want a bedroom just for their cats. And you thought we were gay.
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