I think I'm making progress on my commitment issues. I drunk made out with the same guy from last semester this weekend.
I am currently google image searching dick piercings, trying to see what I'm getting myself into.
i just masturbated in footie pajamas. there's no judgement here.
Something about getting head on stairs. I don't know.
and my attempt at hiding my drunkness from my parents included walking into the wall as soon as they let me into the house.
and then you looked me right in the eyes and said "i just really wanna pet some horses right now"
apparently i walked around all last night forcing people to beer bong whatever drink was in their hand. so far this morning ive had three people refer to me as beer bong man
And after getting thrown out of the frat house, getting carried up the hill for a half an hour, puking 5 times, and almost getting stopped by campus security, she still insisted he sleep with her. Gotta give her credit, even blacked she kept her eyes on the prize
And by "hammer out the details" you know I mean spending 20 minutes on wedding plans then getting wine drunk, right?
So the keyword here is "hammered"?
My liver needs the occasional pep talk and a reminder that we are two weeks into freshman year of college.
I made a White Russian but saw how early it was and decided to substitute it for milk in my lucky charms. This is what it means to be an adult.
Like I wasn't going to make out with the hot Australian sitting next to me at the Portland blazer game?
Last night I recall my hair going up in flames. This is evident by the burnt hair smell that is following me around this morning
In case you're wondering... Yes walmart will judge you for buying vodka and pickles at 645am.
Can you confirm that you aren't dead?
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