She's hot and she went to Notre Dame. I want to fuck the Catholic right out of her
two pink lines on a pregnancy test is bad, isn't it?
only if you didn't want to fuck up your life.
Pretty girls always come out on top. Or bottom. Whatever. Point is we come out with their boyfriends.
You were pissed we didn't change the movie to Eurotrip so you kept singing "Scotty Doesn't Know" over and over until you passed out.
Do you remember that blonde girl he brought home from the bar on Friday night? She didn't leave until Monday afternoon. We didn't even know she was still in his room...what a sketchy weekend.
I really couldn't tell if she was disgusted with the fact that I yacked on her shoes, or if she was about to do the same to me.
And why did 3 people fail to stop me from literally getting a piggy back ride from the bar to his apartment?!
there was 12 of us, girls included, shirtless and wielding swords as we bet on rock paper scissors in the middle of the bar. It was like Cinco de Mayo version of the Deer Hunter
There's a point around the one and a half minute mark where the keg stand goes from impressive to pathetic
Somehow those two combined like captain planet and shit went haywire
I am a murderer. I ran over so many baby frogs. I wanted to stop and pick some up to take home, but all I have is a wine bottle. I'd hate to explain that to a cop.
They just keep looking funny at me. No one has attempted to tell me that I don't make sense though so maybe they're all way more high than I am.
So besides your brother walking in on you shaving and singing "I'm gonna get asssss" how was your night
Next year, please remind me not to be at a damn Super Bowl party with screaming children whose parents can't control them. I will sell the little suckers to the fucking circus passing through town.
Got 3360 Shoppers points for buying Plan B. I guess this all worked out for the best.
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