you turned your livingroom into a bong?
speaking of unleashing monsters, we need to get condoms
then the nurse gave me a bag with my personal belongings: phone, wallet. jacket, keys and a BTB burrito
I don't think the people up for their 8am class were as impressed with how many beads i got last night as we were.
No more tipping the bathroom attendant with your phone.
she said I was laying next to a garbage can in the subway doing key bumps and screaming "its my fucking birthday" repeatedly
Started with us just having a beer. Now Ivan lit a torch to walk to the store, Ben smashed a 26 in the parking lot, and they're throwing broken shot glasses. Fratio Friday is something.
Well I just found the most comfortable way to pass out on my toilet if I ever have to.
Its a good thing to know for upcoming events.
You were discovered in a bush, smoking, and singing "in the jungle" to yourself. Which explains the scratches, but not the orange paint.
also my alarm just went off. I am always amused at what time drunk me decides to wake up.
I wish I got like a congrats basket for being a responsible sexually active member of society complete with condoms, tissues and lollipops.
I snuck out three pillows from the hotel i was rolling so hard. They are like little clouds. I regret nothing.
Why so philosophical about cake and sex this morning?
Hey bring in backup. its going to take a lot more beer than we think to fill up the water bed...
The heart wants what the heart wants, and once again it’s a guy with brown hair, wears a chain, and has a nicotine addiction.
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