Those balls look pretty dangerous.
70 feet underwater and I sharted my wetsuit, Tide pen won't clean this up.
i'm gonna start putting 34DD under other qualifications on my bartender applications and see if that helps
I think his parents are learning english from the phrases I shout during sex.
there's a sledge hammer in the bottom of the swimming pool... so whatever happened last night was probably awesome
you better not pull some "waking up at 2 in the afternoon" shit, we have weed to smoke.
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
You need to tell him your pregnant or we need to stop playing doubles beer-pong. My liver is begging you.
She was the shot vending machine at the party. But free.
I think I'm goin to jail but either way I had a blast.
I feel like she is getting all kinds of bacterial exposure that may otherwise have been avoided had she been wearing pants
yknow last night was like... the third night in a row alex woke me up to make sure i wasn't dead and tbh it's sorta sweet.
what happened last night?
we watched you eat an entire bag of dorritos in the pouring rain... you refused to come inside
you just don't appreciate it because you've never been arrested
I just don't understand what you plan on accomplishing there except for losing all vestiges of post-freshman year dignity
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