Spring semester is just not the same w/o you
I swear ... this hickey is a map to Amelia Earhart's whereabouts
I learned nothing from that class except drinking and chemistry go together great.
i just made a "things you cannot forget to do this week just because you're high" list.
Just hit on a fat chick so shed buy me a drink. Then i walked away. Nice to see how the other half lives.
He just went up to bed, still drunk from last night, carrying a pear, a pipe, and an unopened bottle of wine. I think he'll be fine.
I have bruises all over from falling so much last night, I even have bruises on my arms from them picking me up off the street.. Oh vodka nights.
It's hard being an adult. And by that I mean it's hard to tell the boy you like who rejected you that you can't share a room with him at white party because you don't want to see him bang other boys.
She dresses like Bruce Banner and fucks like the Hulk. She is all of my lesbian fantasies come true.
See if shell let you call her dr banner in bed
I'm to the point of desperation where I stare at customers penis imprints through their pants all day
But I am still fully ok with my life choices as long as the consequences aren't onesies and pacifiers
Broken leg sex is fun because I just get to lay there
You took your pants and underwear off as soon as we got to Melissa's and just walked around the entire time like it was completely normal. We even ate pizza together with your vagina exposed. You're my hero.
Lol, perhaps. But the drinks are so cheap, the music is better, and the bartenders and bouncers all know my name. I can't abandon it, even if it is a gay bar, its still my Nirvana.
It's a draw. You need to settle it in Smash, Soul Calibur, and/or rock-paper-scissors, the last of which Steve claims is bullshit.
Randomize
