just had a super intense, drunken debate about which blink182 member is the most fuckable. i got so mad i left the room. new low.
I think they gave out some kind of ugly girl scholarship I don't know about...
I dinstinctly remember making out to "I believe I can fly" and waving my arms like a bird to the beat.
Too tired to do the dishes so I made mac and cheese in a teapot. There's still some left if you want some...
My eyes got the double whammy. Once with pepperspray from the riot the other with cum. Both of which i did nothing to deserve.
We got blackout for the alumni dinner, and then walked THROUGH the keynote speaker, managing to still say "excuse me".
My cousin had a baby so we have to look at it. Apparently the event is byob
We are lost. Everyone is drunk and it all went downhill after we iced the bus driver.
I'm not saying going to the volleyball games drunk on Tuesday night was a bad idea I'm just saying we shouldn't make a routine of it.
Leaving ole miss girls house to go to the stripper girls house. Why did it take losing my job to start getting laid all the damn time?
We get drunk and make out in different places. Is that what love is?
also, sleeping with your chipotle guy sounds like a good idea until you want chipotle on your day off and have to look somewhat presentable to acquire said chipotle.
I saved him in my phone as "Well-Hung Burrito Savior." I love Taco Tuesday.
Can't beat it when the local bar sends you off with a loaf of bread on the way out the door.
It wasn't until I lost my earring that I realized "I've been here before". Turns out we fucked a year ago. We've decided to make it a tradition.
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