What happened to our ballroom dancing plans
I bet he comes in French.
woke up in Sigma Chi. In his room. they are iniating pledges right now. Holy fucking shit mother of pearl.
I just got my inseam measured in raffle tickets by a drag queen. Being fondled for charity is awesome.
I hope this adventure ends at a hospital
There's a middle eastern man wearing a cow costume with tequila coming out of his udders, but I'm not sober enough to feel uncomfortable with it.
In the UK. Bar special, every drink costs a pound. I'm two shots away from being deported. God save the queen.
Plus now I feel weird sleeping with you. It's like shooting a three legged deer. It's already at a disadvantage and couldn't get what it's full potential deserves.
Because I was drunk or stoned for 4 days. I either made terrible decisions or none at all.
You were drink-wine-from-the-bottle drunk trying to take everybody's blood pressures again.
Our sibling relationship has really blossomed into a wonderful mutual acceptance of sluttyness
Imagine the quality of nudes you could send with a selfie stick
You tried to eat your way through the wall. Like you literally tried to eat drywall and insulation.
We found him. He just came running out of the closet with a bruise on his face saying he has been fighting elves in Narnia for a year.
there is another microwave in the elevator.
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