So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
I wish i could clap on, clap off my penis
our health teacher's ringtone is Bad Romance and she has a tramp stamp. i will not skip this class, ever.
I could hear his roommate in the background imitating my sex sounds...
Following a car with a GPS. We don't know where he's going, but he probably has a better idea of where we're going than we do. Also, very high.
Her boobs more than make up for all the flaws with her personality.
I have a music final in an hour so I put all the classical songs we need to know in a shower power hour playlist, beer included.
Is it possible to have pulled a muscle in my neck from passing out with my head in a bucket?
Woke up Christmas Eve morning with my face smelling like ballsack.. No regrets.
well I have to shit but I'm too hungover to push, and I snorted advil so I wouldn't have to swallow it and throw up.. hungover is an understatement.
I dunno. We kind of want to have a hippie communing with nature type break. But because we're such alcoholics I feel like we'll just be wasted the whole time in addition to hugging trees and shit
So on a scale from 1-10 how gross is it that I used mortuary makeup on my own face?
You woke us up at 9:15 am still in your toga from last night saying "welcome to my house party...party". You had already filled up the pong cups with yaager/fireball and ordered a chicken platter... Who even delivered that that early???
There's just something so liberating about drinking a beer with no pants on
I went next door to get a can opener from them. They opened the door shirtless, asked me if I wanted to a smoke a joint with them. Then decided to make blueberry smoothies. But the yogurt in the blender & the berries, got confused when the berries blended into the yogurt and just kept adding more. Only stopped when we ran out of berries.
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