I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos.
All I remember is taking a bath, puking in the bath water numerous times while trying to wash myself and I must of eventually given up
In the ER. 2nd degree burns. Drunken attempt to make gasoline scented candles.
It's amazing how many friends she makes simply by carrying that flask of whiskey everywhere she goes.
You started a dance party so that you could steal their vodka and shouted "sailors out!"
THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU SHOULD LET ME CHUG VODKA.
Definitely want to eloquently cunt punt those bitches thru the field goals of life.
If I had to summarise my weekend I would do so using the words "horrifying romanian moonshine"
Also. This Ativan makes me feel fearless. I think we need an exciting new hobby for when we take it. How do you feel about ghost hunting?
Pride is not for the college student young Padawan. Tequila is for the college student.
And I'm glad you're waiting to invite him over. he may have a weird penis thing and then dinner becomes awkward.
She had a belly button piercing in the shape of a cross. Talk about mixed messages.
The NSA quit spying on phones. I'm sending you SO MANY dick pics.
Fuck baseball, getting drunk and playing with kittens is the REAL national pasttime
That ass isn’t going to eat itself.
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