All I remember from last night is puking up a box of cheeze-its and the building catching on fire.
First shot of my 21st. 11 a.m. in econ class. Success.
I saw the video from Saturday. So, how much did I drink for me to think I was a duck and strip my clothes?
There were so few words spoken that I'm not sure if it was make-up or break-up sex.
well someone pooped in the lint basket in the laundry room last night, but none of us will admit to it so we're all just secretly judging each other and doubting ourselves.
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
not totally sure where im at but i think i've definitely woken up on this couch before. bong on the coffee table looks familiar. should be able to find my way home
I apologized for the whole SWAT team incident to the roommate.
YOHYFONSO!! YOU ONLY HAVE YOUR FIRST ONE NIGHT STAND ONCE!!
People who don't like drugs and guac are not people I chose to associate with
Current dream situation- Gordon Ramsey is my Uber driver and he's hauling around a backseat filled with chocolate covered açai berries. I'm good for eternity.
you don't even have a vagina so you don't get to tell me what to put in mine
So you're saying that I ended up challenging a dude to Uno then proceed to punch them in the face?
I told the cop I was late for a booty call. He still gave me a ticket but he wrote his number on it
After the 2nd person threw up, you told us that your 'mint shooters' were just shots of mint mouthwash
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