I feel like I got hit by a truck made out of Jack Daniels.
you do realize eating doritos and gatorade as a breakfast hangover cure is only acceptable for one more month - then we have to grow up
If a "boob" guy and an "ass" guy are discussing which you are better qualified for....just let them
I know. I almost started crying. IN WHAT UNIVERSE IS THAT A TURN ON?!
Im thinking about quitting weed for my dog
God damn him and his understanding ways and little hip muscle things.
You had your shirt off checking IDs at the door and you don't even work there
I remeber being on the roof last night and we put our heads togeather and we touched each others face and said "Hennessyyyy"
He kept telling me Te Amo last night. Over and over. And that he was scared. Drunkenly. In Spanish.
Of the past 48 hours, 46 of them have been spent naked. I'd say it's been a good two days.
FYI: Brian said he left me in the bathroom Friday night to shower and 45 minutes later found me with a towel around my head, my pants on and holding my boobs. No more Jell-O shots for me.
Apparently I came into our room and told her that there should be a zipline from our window to Walgreens so that I could get chicken noodle soup
Naked. Naked is my favorite color.
She made me undress her with my teeth...explains the button in my shit this morning...
There's something about a foam party that makes freshman want to turn their lives into full blown shit shows. And I'm ok with the fact I am one of those.
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