he wanted to have sex on the little rocking chair but i was too high to figure out how to do that so we did it on the floor.
You asked the dj to play 'who let the dogs out" because it was your birthday. You left the bar and then re-entered to the song
just looked at his mug shot... not really my type
Vegas is awesome. Its like you have a kentucky accent girls automatically assume you don't have herpes.
but you don't have to sleep on top of four different cum stains because you'd rather buy a case of Franzia than spend $3.50 in the student laundry room
The dry cleaners wouldn't even take our clothes. That's how bad of a night it was.
You got cut off after you tried to make the dog funnel moscato.
Drunk cheerio confetti may seem like a brilliant idea when your drunk, but believe me, the next day, its a horrible, horrible mess.
The only thing keeping me calm right now is pretending to chop off everyone's heads when using the paper cutter
The bar tenders gave me the number for a "taxi"... It's just a dude with a van. In retrospect, pretty sketchy. Robert was cool though.
I think it really helped to be hungover at accepted students day. it gave me a good feel for how it would be everyday if I go there.
Don't forget to make sex 3rd on your calander
You'd think it'd be fun living next door to a guy whose neck you once licked. Surprise, it's not.
Talked a police officer into driving us the 1/2 mile home from the bars because we didn't want to walk. I never knew the back of cop Cars had plastic seats.
I think the night went to shit after he started sweating and crying about a taco he dropped on the ground 3 years ago. No more blind dates
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