Ryan just walked out of his frat house with a case of beer, a 6 dollar bottle of vodka, and a pillow. He's good to go.
I need to shotgun another beer. Where's the machete?
The rest of us are chipping in to soundproof your bedroom. This is getting ridiculous.
No more vodka shots for you. Last night you begged a man on your knees to sell you his beard. He had no beard.
No. More. Tequila. Even the hot dog guy felt bad for me and you know that guy has seen some crazy shit.
She is sending me pics of her sex faces...which totally counts as sexting in my book
SEXX, SEXX, SEXX,SEXX,SEX SEX SEXXXXXXX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEX.\nimagine that to the can can song. also come to my house. theres a dance routine.
Let me be the 15% helpful, 85% useless as shit angel on your shoulder.
Bang-toberfest begins!!
only i would grind with someone to harp music at a gay wedding
Spent 20mins wondering why my roommate wouldn't answer after we were pounding on the door.....Def went to the wrong building.
Also the girl beside me smells like she's been in a deep fryer.
I love you, and I just washed my hair in my work sink with handsoap.
Not sure she's stomping around my apartment muttering incoherently about wanting to speak to the colonel
You walked right into the door. Even the door guy and security guys were laughing.
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