whoa...plan B gets you drunker quicker.
Last night was def like the makeout party episode of full house
HOnestly. That's my one goal for this whole trip. I don't give a shit about souvenirs or sand. I want penis.
I made weed fried chicken. What have you done today?
Walk-of-shaming home from Brooklyn in a Jesus costume that has "what wouldn't Jesus do" written on the robe.
You guys crashed sarahs vespa into a snowbank and its still there. not cool.
I face planted right in front of a cop. He looked at me, shook his head, mumbled "freshman" under his breath, helped me up and told us to get home safely. I love college.
I'm not wearing underwear, I started my period this morning, and it's super windy. Recipe for disaster?
She is screaming bc she thinks you jumped out the window...please show her you just went out for a smoke
I would rather burn my vagina off with a damn flame thrower before I would touch anything that has touched her skank ass.
Figured out how I got so much alcohol in my hair: tried to drink my drink using my cleavage as a cup holder. Missed my drink hole and got it all in my hair
He's the conductor of the struggle bus
I RODE THAT FINE PIECE OF STRUGGLE BUS
Hey by the way did you notice my third nipple in my snapchat
Before he left he told me if his girlfriend ever finds out, she'll take us both to an alley and kill us.
You barfed off the front porch while the elderly neighbors were walking their dog. We had to convince them not to call 911.
Pics or it didn't happen.
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