if you call bong hits and onion rings a party, then yeah
Then you jumped off your bed with your arms outstretched, yelled "I'm Goliath, watch out New York!" and then began singing the Gargoyles theme song as you 'soared' around your room.
Don't be ridiculous, the Gargoyles theme song has no words. How could I sing that mess?
You just started going "da da da da da! da da da da da! DA DA!!" then going "swoosh" as you glided about.
I need to stop making out with boys in plain view of half my class.
He looked like Harry Potter. I had to do it.
They turned the water off again. Brushed my teeth with whats left from those pitchers of mojitos. So hung over i dont even care.
apparently we spent 30 minutes inside that big Nike store turning all of their Duke gear inside out. for some reason the employees didn't stop us.
is leaving the club to fk in his friends van subtle?
When he opened the car door the whole thing fell off. Even that can be forgiven via his monster cock.
Ohh I see how it works, eat pussy and I get Reese's pieces.
I lost a shoe at the club last night, I think that's when I decided to go home.
I think the biggest problem with being overhigh is when the kitchen was on fire and I was pointing and laughing and eating rootbeer oreos like it was fucking Ozzfest 2000
With great liquor, comes great irresponsibility. Remind me of this night tomorrow.
So red wine goes with eggs, right? Because that's all I have in the house to cook and the drinking options are either wine or scotch
I like the new guy, he keeps beer in the fridge.
i could only love him more if he was covered in glitter.
I'm the only person I know that carries solo cups, shot glasses, ping pong balls, two decks of cards, and a lawn chair in his trunk. I'm ready to turn anything, anywhere into a party.
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