Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
Marg and I just meaowed the nat anthem. I was tenor.
'm tripping baaaaaaaaaaaaaaas
i'm 85% sure that if you don't visit me i will do something awkward and potentially dangerous to you in your sleep involving chocolate milk and a sham-wow.
you know you're not getting laid when you start breaking awkward silences with quotes from Robot Chicken
I have two girls sleeping in my bed naked and I ended up making it to class, what were you saying about staying in on the weekdays?
So add panera bread to the places i love to eat that i am potentially banned from.
I try to help out whenever I can. Speaking of rough nights I woke up half naked on Brady's couch with bloody paper towels duct taped to my foot.
Learned a valuable life lesson last night. It's titled "Tequila: Still A Bad Idea".
I got stoned in my snow covered car and pretended I was burried alive
The Angel on my shoulder is now resorting to merely reminding me that, "You will regret this later." I'm not sure if he's learning how I think or just giving up. Either way, should make life a bit more interesting.
So take that alcohol. I still win. I ALWAYS WIN. Plus i didn't have to wear clothes. DOUBLE WIN.
Whoever was doing lines off my iPad is a dick. Also bring Gatorade, for I hunger
For Who flesh?
Just got the test results back; apparently I'm red-green colorblind. this explains the past 18 years of my life and i'm wondering why i didn't realize this sooner
But what if there are 6 people and they end up just pairing the off into 3 couples. Is it still an orgy?
A bitchslap is in order.
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