Everytime we come here you have an ex here.
You supply the liquor and I'll "accidently" forget my bathing suit.
Deal!
it was like eating out sand paper
I wonder if u can grow weed on Framville and sell it to Mafia Wars?
He started to lose his balance halfway through his "commencement speech" at the top of the staircase. The rest is bloody, profanity-laiden history.
This from the guy I found eating salad out of a pot lid in his boxers on his porch last night.
I called her 20 times. Apparently she went home to do MORE shots before bed. Didnt miss me until this morning. WHO FORGETS THEIR HIGHSCHOOL SISTER AT A FRAT?
Smoked all day yesterday and even more today. Just survived high dinner with mom and sister. Thought I might eat the whole table
I puked in a solo cup and then offered it to him. So yeah, it was a rough night.
It was like something out of a fucked up fairy tale. He just crowdsurfed over to her while riding a keg, said "come sail with me", and then the crowd carried them off into the night. What.
I can't believe I came last night staring into my profile pictures eyes.
I think we can say happy hour is successful when you have frosting and southern comfort in your hair.
So basically I really like drugs AND banging cops and it's starting to get complicated
Me and my liver are not on speaking terms.
it's the international house of making me almost fucking shit myself
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