we better have passed that bar exam - i dont want to have to drink like this again
I say that when we get our grades back we're making a drinking game out of it.
He just pushed one of his testicles up into his stomach and called himself lance armstrong. I can't make this shit up.
Apparently I used ziplock bags to smuggle my drink out with. By pouring it in one, then cut the corner like it was an icing bag later that night. What is wrong with me?
She's just so happy...and so naked.
Yelling back at the people on Jerry springer through the TV, and eventually punching it. Failure of a night.
The fuck-me-pumps were hot, the XL hoody kinda ruined it.
After the party last night, I dreamt I continued drinking... Apparently my subconscious didn't think I'd had enough...
I paid off a credit card today. And I was tested negative for HIV. AND I did laundry. Honestly, I'm most excited about the laundry.
I was just asked if I wanted to struggle snuggle. She's a keeper
Okay. So I've done lines off a bible. But that's just for the sake of being cliché.
I'm developing all these feelings it's disgusting.
I hope a pyrotechnic goes off in your asshole and seals it shut for life.
Me too.
I fucked her on her ex's Yankee sheets while she was wearing an Ortiz jersey...of course she gets to meet my mother
He sent me a picture of his cock that seemed to indicate that we were still on good terms.
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