once he started yelling at me in latin, i wasn't sure what we were fighting about anymore...
the 3rd commandment: and god said, if you buy a handle.. you must finish it.
apparently we spent 30 minutes inside that big Nike store turning all of their Duke gear inside out. for some reason the employees didn't stop us.
I dont care what I am for halloween, as long as i'm not a father after
We made a water bong out of a wine bottle... Being an architect major finally payed off.
I don't drink so I see St. Patty's as an LSD type of day. Its like a more hardcore 420
Regardless of age or alcohol consumption, the knowledge that my dad spanks my mom sexually has the very real potential to fuck my shit up.
i went out at 5pm and cant remember anything until 3am...i was at the bus stop parking lot running around doing the Arrested Development chicken calls.
The woman in the flower onesie is claiming she hasn't been drinking.
I'm sure nobody at Walmart was wondering why I was wearing a glittery tutu and needed $300 changed into small bills
My frontal lobe is being piloted by Jack Daniels right now.
After last night I never want to be in the back of a cop car again. No leg room.
You used a fucking bud light like as lube last night. I'd get a UTI test like stat.
We decided it was a good idea to go streaking through the campus. Everything was fine until the sprinklers turned on and we realized the keys were in his pocket.
I had a good weekend too...although I cried about the dog in a drunken stupor last night...not one of my finest moments, but it's all water under the bridge.
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