Your date looks like the Cloverfield monster. good luck.
I woke up with a Nike swoosh shaved into my chest hair. my friend got 3 stitches. my phone had a text that simply read "fuck you". I say it was a good party.
The theme is smores and alcohol. Dress appropriately.
we all know badassery is carried on the XX chromosome
The bar posted my picture because my name changes with each new fake i get. i'm getting a wig.
The plan is to make enough mistakes this weekend to hold me over until spring break
Found myself carrying 2 bottles of .89 euro wine about half a mile to where im staying. and someone stopped me and spoke to english. apparently, i reek of drunk american.
You know just sitting here carrying on a conversation with a 5 yr old about why there is puke at the landing of the staircase
Haha, oh man. I'm awake now. Slept in my headdress.
Dont worry about getting me anything... Just put a bow on your ass.
Deal.
I just wrote "where Jason is" on the screen. He guessed "hospital" correctly.
I've already agreed to hook up with 3 people tonight, and its not even 2:00 yet... I think this is what the path to success looks like.
I vaguely remember us chasing shots by licking each other's faces last night. Our friendship has reached another level completely.
I'm so pissed theres no male strip clubs around where we are staying I looked extensively
The only thing he told me before he passed out was that he is from Buffalo and I'm a bitch.
Randomize
