covered in glitter, my cheek hurts, and theres a handprint on my face. Would i do it again. Absolutly
i feel like the song jizz in my pants was made for him.
I blacked out, fell off a swingset, and thought I was Liz Lemon for almost an hour.
We had sex after spending two hours in the drunk tank. It was really deep and meaningful
I wouldnt consider it a good Wednesday if there wasn't any projectile vomit involved
do you really not remember him getting up at like 4am with a leaf blower running through the house and telling people to "WAKE THE FUCK UPPP"
We are getting high tomorrow and being statues at the cafeteria. Come find us.
Her dad high fived me on the way out the door. Not the reaction i expected after she came so loud.
On the 3rd day, she mixed sangria and orange juice and saw that it was good.
Now the circle is complete. Just interviewed a guy who was a higher up member of the team I worked for in my job before this place
And then we will celebrate by drinking and making fun of him. As per usual.
Security deposit gone.
burned down garage with fireworks.
I'm actually kinda upset that we didn't consider velcro-ing detachable capes to our clothes before this moment.
It began the way the best stories do—with some naïve jackasses in a place they had no business being at.
I'm licking blood from my knuckles and I still haven't found my car keys..are you in town tonight?
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