i friday night watching house. god, i need a life, friends, and a legitimate fake id.
I need to stop hooking up with boys in my major. three boys in one class is just a litttle too awkward.
I woke up with fried rice in my sweatshirt pocket came downstairs and found all the chicken in the fridge gone. I'm THAT roommate aren't I?
not exactly restoring sanity, but he is throwing up on the national mall right now
i mean, some people chug beer and some people chug hard liquor. some people have good ideas and some people have bad ideas. it's all about perspective.
don't forget friday is see who can get the most free drinks at the gay bar contest. winner gets $50
He came in 20 minutes late for his final wearing plastic bags on his feet, and a tablecloth cape. Explain.
I remember having the weirdest thoughts and thinking our room was a compass and we were in the compass or something.
Half way through sex he whispered in my ear, " your the second best I've ever had" then proceeded to tell me to sit on his face.
They started shooting fireworks out of a dryer. It was my cue to leave.
They filled a kiddie pool with lube and glitter.
As much as my throat was opened up this weekend, you'd think I wouldn't nearly choke on a damn almond.
orgy was averted by karaoke, thank god
you woke up this morning in a laundry basket, only wearing rainboots.
There will be bowls smoken and not a single fuck will be given.
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