At Bonnaroo. Just saw a couple emerge from a port-a-potty. Romantic?
she looked me in the eyes and called me a poet because i was singing lady gaga, then she fell over...
Idk. I woke up marinating in beer on my beanbag. Idk what you mightve done.
yea, their son has been arrested on more than one occassion, their daughter is pregnant and their other daughter graduated but she was adopted, so clearly genes are everything.
Also I think he would slowly, painfully, die. You really can't live without a penis. You'd explode.
She is still a psychotic unstable bitch, and is therefore PERFECT drinking game fodder
I just want to have such an intense orgasm that my heart stops and I die. I mean that would kind of suck for the guy I'm fucking but then again he could be like "I'm that good"
there's an entire drinking game devoted to nobody liking her face
I don't know if I'm more excited about getting chipotle or about getting laid
Dude. I need you to practice dancing around in your banana hamock. Party boy style. I'll call later with details.
Im including "no monologues past 1am" in the list of apartment rules. Theatre majors dude.
I ate 1200 calories worth of chocolate covered marshmallows and googled why it is okay to be single forever
I also woke up in a bed soaked of pee and drunkenly lectured him on the dangers of chewing tobacco... weird night
True I am eskimo brothers with every one of my room mates, but it was only two girls. And 9 outta 10 times I was first
all i remember is walking home without my pants on... when i woke up i was sleeping in between my parents in their bed, no more whiskey wednesdays
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