No I remember falling down the stairs I just don't remember it hurting.
I have eleven tally marks and an infinity sign drawn on my wrist in permanent marker. Senior bar crawl stole my liver.
Shark Week. Kick off begins Sunday. The drinking game has been upgraded to include jumping/breaching sharks and Jake's not allowed to bring the harpoon. Period.
i just overheard someone saying that they invented the 'tequila mockingbird' last night. sorry, but i found better friends
Found out that no one else got Christmas bonuses...and you said nothing good could come from sleeping with my boss.
Lesson of the night- sweaty dick can get stuck to ice, and require medical attention.
I feel like death gave me a hand job
He just asked me if I'd be interested in couples therapy. Fuck my life.
Dude.. full face helmets and hangovers do not mix... I am never going to get rid of the smell of puke.
Lol okay. He's gonna show up with like a trunk of sex toys. He's like the mary poppins of hotel fucking.
Vom Wallet is no more. We now boldly enter a responsible, adult era where we will not throw up liquor onto ourselves.
When one of my seniors asked "Rough night?" I realized my poor decisions involving Tuesday night drinking did not go unnoticed.
We had sex and I never took my mets hat off... I feel like Duda knows and approves.
The last thing I remember is trying to chug the rest of the everclear, running through a fence, and laying down in the snow. I hurt.
A girl showed up in my tinder and I have it set to only men... I super liked her because I need a lesbian experience
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