the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
Sorry for talking about super scientific shit so much last night, I know it bugs you sometimes when I don't shut up.
What? You sat on the couch for a solid 2 hours staring at your fingerprints and the only word that came out of your mouth was "how"
someone left their shoes, a resume, and a pizza in the shower... i am actually speechless
Ah shit... I sleep-ate chocolate pudding again.
He was like an artic tracker. Walked ten paces from the tree, then 15 paces from the mailbox, dug down in the snow, and pulled up the case of beer he hid from his parents out there. It tasted like ice cold success.
You. Me. A bottle of Vodka. The wilderness.
I was stumbling so much, men walking behind us were shouting "don't hit the pole! don't hit the pole!" whenever I was near a telephone pole.
Apprently after I bit that bouncer, it all went down hill.
I'm glad you have such faith in my ability to find the worst situations with my vagina.
I know this is super early in advance but can I borrow your horse mask on 4/20
So why are your hands bright blue and have you seen my roommate.
Both questions will answer each other.
I find celibacy oppressive. Huge waste of my time and talents.
got a free grilled cheese. Didn't even have to talk about Jesus
I think my liver just tried to kill me, we need to slow down
so does the amount of bruises on my arms and legs mean we had fun last night?
Randomize
