I haven't worn deodorant in like three days and have been laying around in my underwear listening to music and drinking. I think i've made my own Bonnaroo in my apartment.
i'm dressed up like the coppertone baby and being hit on a guy in a monk costume. the irony is not lost on me.
Just watched a guy pause a bluetooth convo to puke outside of esso. gotta love orangeville
so high i just made my own version of grilled cheese using toast and spray cheese
here comes the puke
advice for life: when the cop takes your tallboy, don't ask for your coozy back
I have bruises on my ass from her spurs. God bless Texas.
she's traveling up the coast with her camera and a stash of pot cookies eating food from different campuses. said she slept in a closet 2 states away last nite... of course I'm interested
One huge ass giant mistake followed by celebatory shots and coors lights thats my day in a nut shell
I will now send you explicit pics of mine and her genetalia bound together forever in the devils dance that is sexting.
When and where the fuck did we get a beach ball??
BUT YOU MUST FINISH YOUR QUEST
TO FIND THE HOLY GRAIL
AND GET DRUNK OFF YOUR ASS BY DRINKING OUT OF IT
I got so many dick pics last night. It was like a slideshow from heaven.
Do you think casino weekend will remind us once again that we in fact are not mature enough to be this old?
new dating motto: let your guard down, not your panties
Plan b and 5 hour enegery breakfast of a champion
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