So it's 10:55am and I just woke up on the floor in the hallway on the4th floor. There should probably be no moredrinking competetions.
i think i have reached a jessica simpson level of regret
I made him sleep with a condom on and i passed out on the carpet with only a bra on.
Well, it's either jungle juice or memory of the night... It's unfortunate I can't have both
You were trying to swim on the floor while eating a hot-dog bun and laughing about how much you hate bread and didn't understand why you were eating it..
Whoever owns the butter that i always steal out of the office fridge definitely put THC butter in there this time. Shit just got real.
So I'm sitting at my desk and Thunderstruck came on my iPod. I then proceeded to drink coffee every time I heard thunderstruck. Who says you don't remember anything from college?
I feel like he has a double life, why was he walking around at 3 am with a backpack?
I mean honestly, I love naps like Anthony Weiner loves sending dick pics
It just makes me feel nauseous. And I don't want to feel nauseous when all I really want is to get off.
he's a fucking beast. people that don't even know him have started calling him "puke and raleigh"
I settled on "Merry Christmas! Btw you may have chlamydia". I thought a nice holiday greeting would soften the blow
I got a message the other day that just said “great tits”
A gentleman AND a scholar
um care to explain the stolen chinchila under greg's bed..i'd be fine with it if it wasnt chewing up the stash
Riddle me this: why did I wake up next to a stuffed sword fish?
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