were doing shots for every snowflake that hits the ground
I'm going to have to call in sick tomorrow. After this weekend, there's no way I can handle hearing the accountants talk about double entry without puking.
this study room smells like vodka
the study room thinks the same about you
Hopefully. Play it cool. Bust out a few jokes. Chew with your mouth closed and show your boobs.
Youre at medical school. Im eating raw cookie dough, pickles, and orange juice. Naked. On a monday afternoon. I clearly make better life choices than you.
He called himself excalibur. Thats all I remember.
Yeah. I had to take off my shirt. It's soaked in weakness.
Here's how he asked the pregnant girl for a cigarette. Hey yo prego throw me a square. Not joking.
Gregs sitting in the living room in his underwear hitting the bong watching a rob schneider movie. His lack of fuck giving is inspirational
Broeke and glass. I feel so and. Appilogixe in morbing.
I just want to dump glitter on my floor and roll in it like a cat in catnip.
Just FYI, by the transitive property my breasts have now touched the Stanley Cup.
There's a quesaritto in the oven. Neither of us have been to Taco Bell in 3 weeks.
I NEED A MOM FRIEND. NOW.
I woke up on the hammock spooning a box of Cheese Itz.
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