I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
After the tests come back negative, you guys will look back on this evening with fond memories...
Remind me to never go to the bar with your Asian friends again. I need to be able to read or pronounce what I'm drinking.
I just got kidnapped by the rugby team for a scavenger hunt. I'm "the girl you had sex with last night"
nothin like your phone freezing up and sending out old booty calls at 11am on a sunday. fml.
What is soo wrong about a house of half-naked people hugging each other and laughing?
The pinata full of drugs?
i have a raging boner for Saturday, day drinking is one of my top favorite things right next to alligator wrestling and blowing shit up
Sometimes I really think that if... When your stoned you have a catlike ability to just relax in any position
Also, thank you for letting me cry in your lap on the bathroom floor. I can't remember if I was clothed at that point, but if I wasn't, extra thank you.
Sometimes you have a glimmer of a heart and then I immediately remember you are dead inside.
The body is still out there. I don't think my trainer realized when he asked me not to drink for 24 days, how often I see dead people
After 8 hours of circus trick sex, his parents are both hugging me and kissing me on the cheek asking when I'm coming back over. Score?
As long as it's before midnight it's cool. But it would be understandable to ring in my new year shitting myself just before I go to Iraq.
All time low: no dry towels so I'm using the sex towel to dry off
I need to get laid. Right now that freshman frat pledge & my Econ professor are the leading candidates
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