Played the LOTR drinking game last night. Ended up in boxers running thru the lot at ross's place screaming "for frodo"
Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
pretty sure i remember announcing that i lost my virginity to that brad paisley song when it came on during power hour?
My bracket is officially just a list of teams that lost.
Is it bad to go up to the security desk and ask them for the name of the guy I signed in last night? I have absolutley no clue
she refuses to pay for the plan b and so do i. it's the most dangerous game of chicken i've ever been involved in. but i have my pride.
Her parties are sponsored by Valtrex. This might not be your best idea.
Oh I woke up in my neighbors garage using one of their sleeping bags, as my neighbor was doing laundry in there.
Being high is an amazing excuse. I was using him for the potential of a beret, come on. I'd do that sober.
Btw...I puked in my hand last night and threw it on the floor. Don't let me do tequila ever again.
I'm currently braless eating the balls of the penis cake and drinking warm champagne. I'm 3 cats away from crazy at this point
My dick can't jump between your dick and her mouth, man. It's impossible, I think.
Do to my newly discovered condition I'm having to resort to emergency beat sessions to avoid the temptation to text girls I know are easy slams.
Then he shook the next streetlight but this one broke and fell over. He told me, "This is the part where we run."
Im drunk taking pregnancy tests with this really hot girl...i dont know what is happening
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