She kept screaming "yeah! You pick up my books!" the whole time. . .
our night together was a product of my beer goggles and jennifer aniston-like desperation.
Packing up everything in the dorm. Silly bands to unused condom ratio is ridiculous.
surgery went fine. i cant breath out of my right nostril though. lets not eat peas anymore when we are drunk.
So what do you think the policy is on vomit in rental cars? do I have to clean that up or is that part of the service I'm paying for?
Europe's "the final countdown" was playing. It was pretty much amnesty for anything that might happen the rest of the night. It's a rule.
I don't know what kind of soup they made, but it smells like condoms.
I wiped my mouth this morning with a pine tree branch after I threw up on the side of the road. Tis the season
cocks speak louder than words, as they say
Nobody says that.
It'll be a pair of asscheeks that light up when they're summoned.
this makes me concerned. not enough to actually do anything about it, but yeah.
She looked so much better when u didn't look at her and the music was too loud to hear her
Business idea: assless chaps for toddlers. I'm high.
What happened last night? All I know is that I walked into class this morning and everyone was chanting my name.
I'm totally picking out my shrooming outfit and blankets right now
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