I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
My gift to the freshman: I made an illegal stop, rolled out and dropped to my hands and knees and puked in front of the south campus dorms and about 20 families. Welcome to OSU
he was so drunk he doesn't remember anything. I have to break up with him all over again
Drinking Grey Goose on the toilet. Don't make me graduate.
we should become lesbians. not together. just in general.
All we had was a keg so we played edward nalgene-hands
he climbed up to our party on the 2nd floor balcony and then pulled a glass mug and a beer from his knapsack. these freshmen are intense
just had a memory of me telling homeless mark that it was the year of the bunny and he said "you da bunny, girl"
She told me I made the cut, and to write my name and number on the white board by the door. I was the 7th number down.
A conundrum I think only you would understand: how to classily post "I need a ride to the liquor store" on one's Facebook wall?
you texted him "it's time for the no pants dance", please get your tubes tied.
Ive only just recently decided that NOT fucking you would be best for both of us.
Don't worry dude, I've created a sex logic bomb to stop that sort of thing.
My mom just said "okay girls, the ONLY thing i ask is that you stay sober Saturday afternoon, until halfway through lunch. And you don't wear that crystal camo hat. This is a funeral, not a tailgate party"
Best wishes.
you do realize the next step is naked mud wrestling, right?
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