Idk. We dropped acid and Kevin ran away again. We didn't find him for like 3 hours.
Man I wish I had been there
Yah we found him in the pool shed of some elderly couple. They were on the porch watching all of the shenanigans. ...To be young again.
If I die today, promise to let the world know I partied.... oh god did I party
We had two amazing nights in a row...it was so weird...I couldn't even go to sleep cause I thought maybe it was just in his plot to kill me.
he squeezed my boobs like he didn't know what else to do with them, then turned down head...
told you he was gay.
I wish! That ended in 2001 when we all got collectively band from the Settle Inn. As a group we are also band from social events at the zoo. It's impressive really.
I am still STD free so as far as I am concerned I never went to panama.
Life just isn't the same without him waking me up at 4 in the afternoon with a look of pity on his face...
We were having an argument with his friends mom about whether it was worse that he bootycalled me at 4 a.m. or that I bootycalled him at 12 in the afternoon
just got home to find my brothers naked on the floor covered in chocolate. i am now nervous about sleeping in the same room as them
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
You don't know scared until you've just begun the first stage of an acid trip till a guy on stilts with a creepy mustache and beard says "enter the Forrest"
The night was crazy enough that we did a workout. Instructed by the bouncer at 2am
I thought I came here to hook up, not for a Study Abroad 101 session
What. The. Fuck.
You'll have to be more specific. I do a lot of "what the fuck" kind of stuff
Anyway, that's been my evening- crying and looking up diabetes symptoms. How was your night?
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