he whispered in my ear that he would be upstairs and i should come up. i stayed downstairs. he came back down and repeated to whisper in my ear. this happened about 5 times until he passed out.
Dude that chick had her name tattooed in Japanese characters between her b-cups. I kept calling her Toyota.
when I forget a girls name in bed I ask her her middle name then tell her i'm gonna call her that from now on
He did a double fist pump when he discovered the Magnums fit and skipped back towards the bed.
I wish i could be on x for the rest of my life.
she said she's never had and orgasm AND she's a cubs fan...ouch.
side note. good thing you didn't come to drunk breakfast. we were judged by children.
I used the lotion his mom gave me for christmas to give him a hand job. It felt so wrong.
I want a coyote to ride back and forth to the bathroom because walking is getting old
Last thing I remember is Dusty riding the bikes we "borrowed" from the hotel through the CVS while the rest of us picked up the girls who were laughing at him
Okay, quick math test. If our entire group can do at least 6 shots a night, how much alcohol will be needed to keep us shit faced for the rest of the week? This is for a grade. Anddd, go.
"But puppies!" Is not an acceptable excuse for trying to drunkenly steal someone's dog, you promiscuous midget!!
Oh no. Not her. Her personality clashes with mine in ways that would make me wanna beat myself with a stick.
I have a mailbox and I don't know why.
We still on for Manwhore Monday?
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