I'm still reeling over the fact that you beat us all at Risk while you were flat on your ass drunk and falling asleep on South America.
your facebook page is a work of drunk art.
My lips are sealed. Both pairs.
She was shaking her boobs and I was so high all I could think was "breast maracas"
I'm going to need to borrow your helmet cam for my Wednesday night blackouts.
Shots. Renamed a guy (he looked like a Scott to me), running, bloody Marys, walk to Safeway, donuts, ride home from someones husband, Nurse Jackie. FIN.
Marking my student's "don't do drugs" posters while simultaneously texting my dealer, is this what being a grown up is like?
He really thought ahead and just left the tequila in the mail box for late night pickup. Best. Friend. Ever.
I'm sure we could make a ball of yarn and a nickel into a drinking game
My team for a project is gonna have weekly meetings at a bar. yessss. they will do all the work while i thor hammer down beers.
You sternly pointed at him and declared that you would ride his cock until the early dawn.
Then, you ate a turkey sub, went into his room
I'm surprised I don't have a permanent face imprint between my boobs.
As a heterosexual male nursing student, the odds are ever in my favor. My first semester has basically been The Horny Games. I've killed almost all of the competitors at this point.
I think my favorite day of the week is the day we get to fuck
You're the third Mark I've fucked in that bed.
Randomize
