That level of neurosis does not find love outside of Grey's Anatomy.
why is it impossible to run with a back pack without looking like a giant d-bag?
haha... you gave me a great visual of you in high white socks running with a backpack with eye of the tiger playing in the background
that only happened once.
Probably should plan this out. Step one: grow stache. Two: get trenchcoat. Three: Kidnap Selena Gomez.
I had better be fucking involved with step four.
Tipsy and thinking of you. Talk tomorrow. My alliteration is awesome.
its hard to take this fight seriously when one dude is an oompa loompa, and the other is a "g spot"
I think the taxi driver just requested me on facebook..... his name was george right?
I chased a girl up a staircase screaming because she had a cardboard cut out of James Dean which, at the time, I believed to my friend being held against his will
I could've eaten a live cat and wouldn't remember it today. That level of drunk.
No, we got so into acting out our role play characters we didn't even fuck. still sucess.
I WAS a history major. I also WAS a functioning human being. Fuck gin.
You were peeing off the rooftop and told everyone sometimes you just gotta go
I'm really glad I had vomit on my sweater when I met his sister.
My ultimate hope is that people will hug me, smell me, and therefore think I'm classy.
I am now gainfully employed. Parents, lock up your children.
Yay! Welcome to the world of "you're seriously trusting me with your kid?"
when some dude came up to you and said he didn't like your shirt you just looked at him and firmly asked if he really thought that you gave a fuck.
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