11am puke and rally. THIS is what I'm gonna miss about college.
We did lines off of a Whitney Houston CD case. That makes everything okay.
I woke up using a pile of socks as a pillow. I think theyre clean so thats a plus.
I still don't know why you took that job... it sounds miserable
not having any beer money sounds even more miserable
Top hats and gin. This is why I love day drinking.
I'm pretty sure the bus driver knew how hung over I was and hit all the pot holes on purpose. I threw up into my water bottle.
I just gave a bum a ride back to his bench. Columbus is weird but I like it.
There is a guy in class using a wine bottle as a water bottle. Welcome to the Faculty of Environment.
I'm watching Russian dudes pole-dance. For research.
The council and I are about to open up a bottle of malort.
UPGATe: THE COUNCIL AND I HAVE AGREED TO BAHN MALORT FROM THE HOUSEHOLD
I mean, he drove your car and it burst into flames, if anyone cant be trusted, it's him.
For 15 minutes straight, he literally did every accent there was, from Russian to Bostonian. The issue: no one could determine whether he was sober, wasted, or anywhere in between
I'd date him. I'd date the fucking shit out of him.
Two questions: Did you enjoy your birthday present and how did i wake up with glitter all over my dick?
I’m excited to finally meet my stalkee and his penis!
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