Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
I GOT EATEN OUT IN A MERCEDES ON A TUESDAY NIGHT. I EARNED THIS SHIT.
Never eat 3 McGriddles and drink a carton of milk. It's like you're successfully killing self but you're alive.
Playing the biology drinking game in my 8am. Drink everytime he says species or organism. I love st. Patricks day
thats the sluttiest christmas spirit ever.
Hooked up with 8 guys, puked 4 times, got a few bruises, and my face is still numb... I think this visit has truly impacted my college decision
I wish I could like. Pull my liver out, and put it in the corner of a boxing ring, put a towel and ice on it, rub it's shoulders, and tell it to "get back in there, you got this!".
I've already reverted to sweat pants. And lonely drinking.
You grinded and hooked up with a middle aged tiger woods look-a-like with manboobs. Tequila isn't for you.
I had very briefly met him a few years ago. My friend was tired of hearing us both complain about being horny. She figured she would fuck two birds with one stone.
I have learned that if you don't want to hook up with the guy who walked you home, food is great compensation.
Don't worry, I'm preparing for tonight by lining my purse with a garbage bag.
The amount of drugs I did this weekend make me concerned about my health but at the same time fascinated to see if I could do more
I woke up saran wrapped to a chair....
She was screaming and crying about how she couldn't find her middle finger. Then, she threw her body on to the pavement. Thats the last time we buy a freshmen a handle.
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