Afterall, it is the real San Francisco treat
Had to belly crawl across the floor to the toilet with my eyes closed to puke my life out without making my hangover worse. Three times.
Just ate tuna on a frozen waffle because we were out of bread.
This is why you don't have nice things.
i just want to be sober by dinner like is that too much to ask
pretty sure tht was the guy who once went to the club dressed as waldo. he still looks weirdly fuckable.
He offered to let her do a line of coke off his hard-on. She said she'd had that hard-on and it would be a bump, not a line. Everyone laughed. That's why he left.
So that answers the first question but not the second: how the fuck am I getting home?
Where are you on a scale from one to wasted?
Like alphabetically I'd say a v
Stocking up on Wasabi powder. Nobody's tampons are safe.
Once you share a nude experience with someone and three Norwegian guys, you're bound for life.
It's true. There would need to be A LOT of data collection. Aka, dick-catching. I volunteer as tribute.
How's Vegas?
Woke up with a sculpture of my own head. Been trying to find Ashley for two days. so pretty not too bad.
i just ran butt naked down the hall and someone highfived me. i love college.
So I heard her yell at him and I went downstairs to find he had lit up each one of my smokes and taken just one drag off each and had em lined up on the table. She says he "experiments" when on Ambien.
WE ARE DOING DRUGS AND GOING TO THE STRIP CLUB SATURDAY LADIES
Thanks for supporting me through Robs retirement. I'm still in shock, but your dick helped.
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