My place. Tomorrow Night. Bring your liver, and something for it to do.
when your english prof writes "this was a real good paper" on your essay, you know you're at the wrong college
We talked about all of the sex positions that would better allow him to feed me grapes. I think I'm in love.
whatever. as long as im no longer referred to as the girl who fucked the pledge on his big brother's couch.
Going to the market. I need some nachos and a serious re-evalution of my life.
Brilliant thought; pill pong.
What could go wrong?
I bought him bourbon as a thank you for his apology. What is wrong with me?
Can we make a pact that if we're 40 and still sluts that aren't married we can get civil unioned the fuck up and raise an asian baby as our own?
Ok everyone, the frat server is slow because of the 11 TB of porn on there. Either clean out your partition by Sunday or it will be erased. Thanks for your help.
Apparently, "please don't I have to be in court tomorrow" is not a valid excuse for a girl to abstain from giving a massive hickey.
Its okay that he doesn't remember you, he only remembers girls by their boobs and I think you were wearing a jacket
Do you think the firemen will remember me?
Yes. But you were sloppy, sobbing, and puked on two of them. You won't get in their pants.
I might have pissed in the corner of someone's shed. They have nice lawn mower.
We spent 45 minutes searching the crevices of our friend's car with a pair of tweezers trying to find the acid that we dropped
Heels with jeans turned Casual Friday into Casual Sex With My Boss Friday
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