i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
Who keeps a bong in their car??
Kids who graduated high school two weeks ago.
Trying not to fart in the comp lab is going to take everything i've got.
there comes a time in a mans life when you ask yourself, will i fake love for blowjobs? and the answer is always yes
Jus posted an album so big that it takes my manhood into question
At the time, making out with dudes for keg money seemed like a genius idea. Now I realize it was borderline prostitution.
I really can't get over how proud I am of all us getting laid at the same time in the same apartment
I am currently listening to someone take a shit. I hate the hole in the ceiling.
Down at Ground Zero right now. So many people here. It's the most patriotic game of grabass Ive ever seen.
We make out exclusively when we're drunk. That's like a relationship for me, right?
YOU LET ME GO HOME WITH CREEPY RON JEREMY?!?
...and?
I hate when you're right.
While he was at a job interview yesterday, I was dropping acid. So that's the aesthetic of our relationship rn.
After walking ten blocks barefoot in Boston I've concluded drunk me needs to make better decisions.
Just don't let me do two things: Beer bongs filled with vodka or shot competitions
Does it still count as a threesome if one girl left halfway through cause we were having too much sex?
Fuck you for even being able to ask that question
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