I'm the only one here who isn't hooking up, coming out of the closet, or crying because of one of those 2 things.
he looked like jesus. just the kind of jesus i would have sex with.
We really need to stop competing to see who can get more drunk, and I REALLY need to stop winning.
so according the 72 facebook statuses i put up last night that i don't recall, i would say it was a success. how about you?
Not sure why I sent you a picture of a black bear last night but it seemed like a good idea at the time.
I just kept screaming "I'm fucking a preacher's son!" Also, this water tastes like weed.
I found him stumbling up to our building with a solo cup under his arm. . . He told me it was his favourite thing ever. He also told me hes never been drunk before.
Pretty sure I'm going to hell because of our friendship
Last one there wins
We fucked on shrooms. It's like his dick was a beam of light and when I came I turned into a prism and my orgasms were made of rainbows.
Last night I dressed up as a cowgirl and walked into McDonald's. I bought 20 mcribs. There's pictures
I'm taking a dab in mourning of how long its been since I smoked with you guys.
I walked a mile in this weather wearing nothing but a toga. Zero fucks. Your move Mother Nature.
i definitely signed you up to receive text message notifications from a jukebox last night. Not even sorry.
If you can throw 105 mph it’s mandatory that you’re hung.
He broke through his window then signed his name on the biggest peice of glass from it. I think they framed it and named it 'best party ever'
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