If I sit on the seam of my jeans just the right way when the bass hits, this might be my new favorite band.
they started playing Don't Stop Believin' and you had a melt down because it wasnt the Glee version
new low: my hungover self just mistook bacon grease for mashed potatoes. worst. mistake. ever.
who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
We just got really drunk and bought toilet paper. Successful Monday.
Like if Robert Downey Jr. and Kiefer Sutherland got together for a bender, that's how drunk I want us to be.
don't blame me for your drunken lack of judgement
big words... still drunk. dont care. your fault.
btw my roommates send a round of applause to you and that guy you tried to fuck on our wall. Additionally they hope he got it in.
Yah, I guess one silver lining is I'd never seen a full water cooler get thrown down a flight of stairs, gotta appreciate the little things
You gotta hand it to him. 6 hours in a new town and he's already fuck someone, had his ass kick by her bf, and rounded up a posse of people to kick this guys ass.
There's mini weenies and empanadas everywhere...
I vomited out my contact lenses last night
just found the "let's take a picture before we do these roommates" before picture
thank god there was never an after picture.
He nailed that bed down really well so it won't break again. All I could think while he was nailing it was "challenge accepted".
Did you just affectionately call me a scrotum?
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