sunday morning discovery: something purple, smelly, and sticky my hair. any suggestions?
I'm so high, I forgot to harvest my farmville crops....noooooooo.
Worst stoner tragedy.
I'm 90% sure a girl here is wearing a bra strap as a headband.
By the end of the night i was making legitimate noises not just saying moo.
The way I see it, everyone on campus has a fake, but I'm the only person who actually makes beer in their dorm.
I once puked on the side of the hwy driving home and it somehow made me feel more Canadian. So don't rule it out
At least I look tastefully trashed. My nipples are hidden and I'm standing up.
I didn't punch him it was just love coming out of my fist
I'm literally 40 minutes from where I was supposed to stay. I woke up in a parking lot.
No, the high point was when you stood on a chair and shouted you were the god of tits and wine.
He said he "doesnt care at all, really" if I shave my legs or not. Challenge accepted.
It was a great party. People were literally still doing shots and playing drunk Jenga at 6am...
Nothing like sunday church bells to aid your walk to the pharmacy to get plan b
You shouted "my financial aid just came in, who wants a shot?!" Half the bar followed
The progression was banging a stripper banging an unemployed stripper banging a sexual entrepreneur quarantining with benefits totally fucking whipped. Get it right dude
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