You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
so we'll all just be running around naked, basically. and high.
You kept throwing bottles at the dorm across the courtyard and when anyone told you to stop you just said "who are you? Al Gore?"
When he gets asked "is it in?" more than his name you arent missing out on much more than a petite tampon.
Just for future reference, me asking if you're free, followed by a winking face is not my way of suggesting a tandem bike ride.
And now we should drink to that moment where you realize you didn't exactly think things through.
You don't have a wife, you don't have a dog, and you need a new bong. Don't make this any worse than that.
As pissed as she was, you would've thought I was trying to get back into his pants instead of his booze collection.
its like my brain is a tree and you are those little cookie elves
On the upside, no one went to the hospital! Lex's friend was definitely on fire at one point last night though because he tried to juggle tiki torches. He was shirtless this morning and smelled like a BBQ.
We smoked weed. AS A FAMILY. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
I'm on the Coaster ride of shame, currently sitting across two nice old ladies smelling like condoms.
I mean go ahead and let your freak flag fly but if you could not fly it in my bed that would be great
my dad just liked my status about my bowl being stolen even he feels my pain
I just realized that this is the first time I've ever seen your mom without sucking your cock.
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