we're blogging at a bar
clay aiken is like melissa ehteridge without the guitar.
WHY DOES GOD HATE MY DICK
I don't understand how he can't hear himself snoring, but he'll wake up to me sneaking m&m's from my junk food stash beside the bed...
But guess what. I'm gonna roll over and go to sleep cuz there's no cuddling in phone sex.
dude thats like the second time shes peed on the couch at a party. we cant invite her anymore
Then she opened the door and pitched the dead squirrel out, yelling "TELL THE OTHERS WHAT YOU SAW"
i secretly love the power trip of being their RA & busting these idiots for everything i did as a freshman
He called himself excalibur. Thats all I remember.
I found him in bed on a pullout couch with another dude. He had two empty puke buckets and his empty bottle of jagermeister right by his head.
Totally sleeping on a bloodstained mattress tonight. I love life's little adventures.
If your boss lets you sleep on his couch, you don't pay him back by boning his daughter.
I think clothing becomes optional at the second date! But you seem like a rule breaker
I don't know why this person would ask for help. It sounds pretty OK to me. Also, I'd steal those bagpipes.
Why is everyone giving me a hard time for drinking?!
Your in the library.
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