it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
Hookup with hot guy from gym, check. Wake up to find he's peed in my closet, double check.
She threw up in my garbage can last night and walked home with it this morning so she could clean it out...
She is dropping it off on the way to the bar at 7.
I'm honestly too sad to drink and hang out with strippers. This breakup sucks.
dude he was laying on two half-naked chicks, as they rubbed him down with lotion, while rolling a joint. hes like a modern-day african king
8:30 every morning in the third floor bathroom we fuck in the handicap stall. You have your morning workout and I have mine.
you start one little fire by the lake and the police want to talk to you all night...
Sorry for the milk in the bathroom. I was washing mace out of the one security guys eyes
Also there's a home game tomorrow and I thought about holding up a sign that says, "I madeout with #64 during orientation week" would that be inappropriate??
You were a hurricane of blowjobs and glitter makeup. You came out of the closet and took the house down with it
i'm just really offended he didn't want to have breakup sex. like that was the only thing i was really looking forward to
My god imagine how much cum is in that astroturf
I just realized that Margarita Wednesdays are so much better now when followed by No Work Thursdays.
Its like people have to train for months before they try and drink with us and survive...
I consider walking to the bars and dancing my exercise and I buy doubles so my drinks r heavier so that's my arm workout
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