i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
All we had was a keg so we played edward nalgene-hands
btw, her name was actually Alixx. in retrospect, it was pretty much a gimme
Homecoming wouldn't be the same without all the drunk old people puking on the street.
There was a staple in my grits at waffle house last night. My knees are bruised as hell. And I puked pink all over my bathroom. Gooood night.
He probably has his cowboy hat on, that's his house hat.
I'd like to introduce you to my friend, Moderation. Enjoy each other's company this weekend.
Your friend and I already don't get along
by "whatever happens, happens" i meant "we are totally hooking up again on tuesday." i thought that was obvious.
Rush week is fine, only the t-shirts are white and if it rains, the frat boys in their lawn chairs will be treated to 800 freshmen girls in their first wet tshirt contest.
Welcome to college.
And i have once again masturbated to an amazing soundtrack. what a time to be alive
I used my dress as a plate for pizza rolls last night
It's a sexual break up. We maintain a friendship and leave any and all sexual attraction out. It's not hard, having a baby is harder than that.
I don't remember anything from last night, but at track I found my thong next to the high jump pit... So it must has been decent
Perfect attendance and not being drunk since Sunday. This is a new leaf if I've ever seen one
Do you know who these girls are? They're baking a cake, making chicken enchiladas, and bringing me beer everytime I finish one.
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