i just had to wipe vomit off my fone to text you. yeah that hungover.
i have now been nicknamed the screamer on the first, third, fourth, & six floor by all the ra's. only two more floors to go before i cover the entire dorm.
There's two big trays of water in our freezer. I just hope they freeze by Saturday. for the ice luge.
its Wednesday...
they're reeeeeally big trays
What do you mean how did you end up there? You told him he had a face you'd like to ride, that's a deal sealer in any language.
he peed on his own floor last night after we left the bar. pretty much sums up how i feel about the evening
Life for us students isn't all fun and drunken lesbian affairs you know
Time for jim to play the "dont seriously consider pooping in the trash" game
I called him and he said hell call me back hes in the middle of his kareokee song he was out by himself and his dog
No like he has curves. I remember thinking he had a nicer body than me
I took the pregnancy test for shits and giggles, but neither shits nor giggles were had.
I just drank beer out of an old Vicodin bottle hoping to catch some residue. That's how finals week is going
My life is literally "I'm too horny you can't leave" or "let's have pie" there's like no inbetween
I've washed my hands three times and it still smells like Astroglide.
My hangover didn't kick in until like 4pm so I found myself puking in the middle of Times Square. During rush hour. In a three piece suit. A spongebob came by and patted me on the back.
I usually do that but weve been going unprotected with tribal fertility symbols painted above my door
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