My mind said no, but my drink said yes.
Nothing ended up happening last night because he couldn't get my overalls or fanny pack off. I woke up this morning with one strap over my overall shorts on, my fanny pack wrapped around my chest, and the baby doll still tied to my hand. Ugh white trash parties!
yeah. pants. i need to put pants on. i didn't do that last night. big mistake
I just packed a bowl in my room and use glad press n' seal to cover it so it wouldn't dump out in my pocket .
He always grinds on me and is like "This is awesome because we're both Catholic!"
He took a banana and in front of everyone showed her how he wanted it done.
There's a bed on the roof. The window behind it is too small for it to go through. I'm impressed.
Also, making a white Russian with butterscotch schnapps instead of vodka is probably the best decision I've made in my entire college career.
I needed 3am water. Not 3am shots of rum.
You don't have to have sex with both if us but I would like a little positive fucking regard.
SShout out to Barney the Dinosaur for teaching me how to sing the ABCs backward. I just scored a free pitcher.
Naked and Afraid: Hangover edition
I'm the girl holding the bag of goldfish
He's actually really cute and seems like a good guy. And given that he likes lots of drugs, he could come in handy.
*swallows 40 gallons of heavy water and astral projects into buzzfeed* Top Ten Reasons Why I Am God
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