i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
you turned your livingroom into a bong?
I don't understand why we need a holiday to become more aware of boobs...
I don't know at least half of his name. I have officially become a statistic.
I feel like I've been hit by a truck, flew up and landed on a fence post that went straight through my vagina. No more vodka and sex for a while.
Apparently I still called the officer "sir" despite the fact I was at a .21 BAC. Southern girls are raised right
Nothing kills the mood like him going to slap my ass and he hits his balls at the same time
You should not have followed "the guy who peed in my bed" with "he smells good."
It kind if looked like a strap-on dressed up for Halloween.
Idk my boobs are big but i dont think theyre hide a flask in them big..
George Washington did not fight for our freedom just to have people shit themselves all night
And I mean really who loses their phone in a tree
RICK BROUGHT THE HOT BARTENDER HOME. SOMEONE CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT, CUZ RICKYS ON FIIIIIIIRE.
lmao nvm she punched him in the face and left
We need to find out what drug we took so we can take it everyday from here on out
i just got hit by a door and im the one that said im sorry, yeah im drunk.
Randomize
