Last night I got a napkin with 4 names & numbers: Katie, Ellen, Kylie...and Brandon.
a guy from my religion class just walked in with a red cup. hello first friday of 2nd semester.
Woke up on the floor holding a sandwich. Shots. Never again.
i was actually impressed that she managed to throw up underwater while scuba diving
surgery went fine. i cant breath out of my right nostril though. lets not eat peas anymore when we are drunk.
She pulled out a handful of chest hair. And then gave the room a Brave Heartesque speech.
I feel like if Miami and New Jersey fucked each other and produced a baby that would summarize the bar I'm in.
Well, now that you have a gf, its gonna be awkward when I get drunk and make out with you..... Then later, pretend like I don't remember.
Still at home. Videotaping hamsters.
I'm excited for you as you venture towards new drug experiences
No biggie, just trying to keep my liver function in the green
so i was thinking... those 6 am shots weren't really needed.
It’s like my vagina just knows when a man is a barrel-chested freedom fighter.
She is either doing really drawn out crunches or trying to sniff her boobs...She's lying on her back with her hand behind her head, forcing her head into the cleavage that's ok to expose and then moves her head back and then does it again.
the teacher told me he was disappointed and when I asked why he just shook his head. remember that kid that caught us having sex behind the school? pretty sure that was his son.
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