my weekend in 10 words or less: hot friend of a friend, open bar, beach house, sore. In that order too.
I had forgotten what it was like to go to all four classes. It's exhausting.
I seem to remember you being very disappointed that drinking Michelob Ultra didn't give you magic powers.
All I remember is you introducing yourself to the entire basketball team using the line "I'll show you a slam dunk."
Listening to my boss get blown in the next room by a male bartender from the gay bar. And watching pawnstars. Tell me I'm not the best wingman ever.
I distinctly remember seeing your nipples from the deck.
Legitimate logistical question....how did you pee in your duct tape dress?
No, I don't think your idea of offering shots in exchange for bonus points to your history professor at B-Dubs was a good idea. Especially after you later told him that you would "tap that" in regards to his wife.
Going to jail was so much more fun than I thought it would be. I feel like I walked away with more than just a bomb-ass mugshot, I feel like I made some life long friends.
Celebratory bar crawl?
I just sent a snapchat of my boobs for Adderall. It's finals season.
I put a bagel at the end of my bed so every time I want a bite I have to do a sit up
I woke up naked buried in snacks. Best night ever.
MDMA, margaritas, mashed potatoes and ice cream aren't keto Kristin
You've been inside me, dude. There's no such thing as TMI.
wow. that really looks like a penis. not a top hat
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