I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Just left a map of the Aleutian islands on this Eskimo girls face. Check one off my Alaska to do list.
no. you can't hotbox the world.
doctor said mango vodka does not count as my daily servings of fruit. damn.
there was a party in your bed and you weren't invited... change your sheets
the brownie started to kick in before i finished the essay... it became a race against my own increasing intoxication
not exactly restoring sanity, but he is throwing up on the national mall right now
How is it possible that I am in a completely different city, and there are 2 dudes here that I've banged? How????
U should just post that picture of u two on facebook with the caption, does anyone know this girl? If so please tell her to take plan b, thanks
For the first time ever I'll be using my lunch break to pass out cold on my desk. We've gotta stop having these late night drinking things on Sundays
Hooked up with a guy resembling a bearded Cher. I need the lenses on my beer goggles fixed. Pronto.
L'Shannah Tovah!
Whats that? My new stripper name?
He went down on me to the national anthem being sung by Jordan sparks. It was very patriotic of him
I walked in on my sister eating my leftover burrito naked. How could my night have gotten any worse?
You know your late night booty call was a huge fail when you go back to your car after it's over, and it's still warm.
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