Vomit. Vomit. Whatever. You wear a tiara in public.
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
just got drunk at a party with Christmas themed solo cups.. holidays are officially here.
Puked on a Tom Jones impersonator on the strip
we had you propped up in a chair and fed you donuts. i've never seen you happier
we couldnt tell if he was gay so we started working glee quotes into the conversation to see if he noticed.
We found her hiding in the bath tub.. And when i opened the curtain she replied "thank you" and walked out like nothing happened.
Currently microwaving whipped cream to make white Russians and hotboxing the kitchen while this random kid is dancing in the corner.
Remember the 3 things that are off limits? They're fair game if you get here in the next 5 minutes
Hahahaaa There's this one girl crying hysterically and wrapped around (i believe) her ex's leg. He's trying to shake her off without spilling his beer. This is fucking priceless.
Why am I the only one golf clapping for the vomiting girl on the train who just fell of her seat into her own vomit
I never saw such an emotional argument over yellow vs. spicy mustard.
MY DAD KEEPS LIKING PORN LINKS/ALBUMS ON FACEBOOK AND THEY ALL SHOW UP IN MY NEWSFEED
This chick just walked out of the men's room with molly all over her nose and her shirt half unbuttoned. She nodded to all of us and said "gentlemen" as she exited
There's a point in life when you've got to take dick like a big girl.
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