Feel like bed is flying. Not sure where we're going. Hope there is candy.
Yea...but the guy who is beating me has a ponytail. So actually, I'm the winner here.
who do i root for if I want Christiano Ronaldo to win the world cup on a team by himself and then bang chicks on the pitch?
This kind of poor decision making requires a real cup, not a mason jar.
Remember the time we were horrifically hung over, went to mcdonalds, an you merely felt the weight of the mcnuggets box and knew there was an extra?
like it was yesterday
how did the keg end up in the top bunk?
He had a ladies night special at his place. Unlimited jello shots till 10, 50 cents after.
No, no... it's pale and surrounded by awkward, curly, red hair. It's the Ronald McDonald of penises.
I just did a drunk experiment to find out what it looks like when you turn a burner on the stove on while wearing night-vision goggles. I may be blind in my right eye now.
I just had really awesome sex bent over the side of an air hockey table. That is all. Happy thanksgiving.
I AM GETTING LAID TONIGHT YES HAPPY DAY PRAISE JESUS ALMIGHTY IN HEAVEN DEAR GOD CHRIST YES DADDY YAAASSS
He said we were going to get fucked up in the woods so here we are
I forgot to respond before, I was apologizing for confusing sex with secret Santa.
Let's do something tonight. I feel like setting things on fire.
Rationing the toilet paper. Only one wipe allowed. I'm scared to move too much.
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