So..he puked on my dress and I had to walk back to the dorms in his little sisters Scooby Doo pajamas.
I don't know you.
i was so high last night that i actually googled "how to get un high"
if you ask that question again our friendship is over
First of all...stop making excuses. Second of all...Fuck the surgeon generals warning
I buy you gas. You blow me. Economics.
I just puked my brains out on the side of the road (see picture) And I took a picture for our scrapbook! I am always thinking! =) tell me your proud?!
Highlight of the night was you walking into the men's room yelling "My husband is diabetic" and crawling under the stall to yell at me.
I've officially done it all, fucked a girl wearing a twister board. ABC parties are amazing!
How many of my tattoos need to be visible for an outfit to be considered "see-through"?
YET AGAIN, my financial planning for 2013 consists MOSTLY of eating chipotle as "brain food" and drinking Heavily before the Jeopardy contestant test.
I like to play this game where I try to reach orgasm before my bathtub overflows....lost tonight.
HE TRIED TO HIT ME WITH A CHAIR. Stoned video games are NOT happening again
My favorite part was screaming to all my life by kc and jojo and just horribly failing
Your favorite boobs are sending you seasons greetings
Woke up with champagne in my hair and honey mustard on my hands. Strangely, I'm okau with this
Tell me again why we had to Facebook stalk your therapist?
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