Far right against the wall..hiding come find me. dont tell oyhers hahaha
I just woke up in bed with 4 girls. Either i dont remember the best night of my life or they think im gay.
I puked off the balcony.
Not horrible
Into the hottub. There were six people in it. I had eaten all their pizza.
i am YELPING strip clubs. This is interesting.
I've come to realize time passes slowest when I'm sitting in class, waiting for microwavable foods, working out, & giving head.
it's been a while because I don't count the hooker
i offered her breakfast shots. she politely declined.
If it was designed to hold water, it was designer to hold wine
Buying weed with grant money. God I love college. No other time are we presented with these opportunities.
Btw, do you want me to fix this with a box of wine and a chick flick or is this more of a 'lets head to the strip club' problem? I'm just trying to analyze the emotional depth of the situation.
You strapped the bucket of KFC into the carseat and refused to let me drive over 20 miles per hour the whole ride home. That high.
He used Kanye West lyrics to justify what happened and I accepted his logic
He danced with some other girls and you started yelling "I can't believe I wasted half my Chili's gift card on you" at him
I mean, if there was a version of you with a penis, you'd fuck it...right? Like just outta curiosity at least
I'm to childless and to single to be asking myself why I'm so sticky
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