States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
my voice of reason is faarrr too drunk for me to listen.
Fuck it dude, we gotta bounce before she starts talking about her steve irwin conspiracy
and my attempt at hiding my drunkness from my parents included walking into the wall as soon as they let me into the house.
We tried to hook you up with a girl but you said you'd rather fuck the large muscular black man because "At least he'd be tight". He was the bouncer, he heard you.
Jailed a totally belligerent hot guy. That was probably my most thorough pat down. Ever.
Omg this is like trying to sleep on a pile of ballsacks.
I've been back for one day and I've already given two bjs. Improvement from last year.
We're making a scrapbook of dick pics, you want in or what?
I was sending him tit pics while watching how to train your dragon 2. It was everything.
Someone just asked me if I was chewing red hot gum.... I'm LITERALLY SWEATING OUT FIREBALL.
I'm glad you had fun with your genitals.
I really don't think my body can handle another night of drinking
Lol you talk like you have a choice
I am worried that I am gonna die before the weekend is over
We ended the night eating peanutbutter with our hands and smoking cigarettes in the house at 4am. Fucking Everclear, man.
you pulled out seven eyelashes and made me count them multiple times whilst crying hysterically.
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