I think I died a long time ago.
you're like a bully in the Christmas story
the guy next to me needed a pen, so I let him take one from my book bag. my panties are now being passed around the class...thank you for telling me you hid them in my bookbag.
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
donating our bodies to science does not justify what were doing to them.
youre always welcome to strip dance on tables with me Mag. what are friends for.
I just listened to "Eye of the Tiger" and did 5 shots to prep going over to see him.
The effect you have on my penis from a different state is impressive
Neat. I'm thinking about growing a handlebar muffstache. What are your thoughts on this?
Can I just skip the lesson I have planned for tomorrow and just teach my students about Prohibition using my impending hangover?
This is why american education is failing
I don't know if apple cider everclear was such a good idea
I need to stop getting drunk and telling people it isn't "about them."
Just saw a fat guy on a flower print moped. He's my hero.
Dad hid the hash somewhere in my room and wont tell me where it is until i clean it. My room is spotless. The hash was on the ceiling fan...
The bartender remember my drink from last sat. I think we just became drocals...drunk. locals.
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