Packed at 6 am completely wasted. Damage assessment: 12 pairs of socks (no underwear), a flashlight, 3 shorts, shot glass, 8 sweaters, puff paint, one sneaker.
you were crying because peter frampton wasnt your dad
A slipped finger up the butt isn't the end of the world
I've decided to turn your sobriety into a reason for me to be able to drink more.
I think being an adult is being able to say no to free shots...I need to work on that.
Tried to ride the mechanical bull pants less, got punched for making out with some lesbians wife, and you tipped the bartender with a can of skoal.
I regret nothing
You didn't even properly utilize my pigtails.
Using our apartments online floor/space planner to see how many beer pong tables we can fit. Dont think they had this in mind when they put this thing online.
Probably not lol but were fitting as many as possible
I moved my bed to the living room so when a girl walks in she has to decide right away if shes in or out
Sounds good. Look at us. Planning sex like proper adults.
Sorry I got completely naked in your bed, but I feel our friendship has grown because of it.
Nothing like the soothing screaming of your neighbor getting boned while eating a pizza on the front porch.
I can already tell, the amount of fun I'm having right now is not nearly going to compensate for the amount of "let us never speak of this again" I'm gonna have tomorrow
In hindsight, I probably should not have let the waiter give me a chiropractic adjustment on my neck last night.
i have pictures frm only 4 hours ago that will fucking ruin you so i suggest yuo come get me.
Where are you?
dunno. ask mike. bring pain killers. and underwear. and my dignity.
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