No, don't worry. We're not going to get THAT arrested.
I just saw a girl in Albersons in spandex and curlers buying PBR. Only PBR.
The glockenspiel player has some booze though so hopefully the ride won't be that bad
when i came out to my mom, it was over brunch. i was eating a banana. not exactly my smartest breakfast choice.
Apparently in gay bars the restroom signs are just a formality. Its a free for all in there
i can't sleep with him. he has a scrapbook from the girl he lost his virginity to.
All I can remember is being told by a guy named Kyle to stay in the corner until the cops left. Then waking up on a porch outlined in beer cans 8 blocks from my house. Pregaming for college.
I have so much boob sweat I could bathe a baby
I think I just asked the Greek gyro guy on a yoga date.
Hope you don't mind if I never tell my family about you.
Three Architectural classes: $990.00 Architectural supplies: $300.00 Changing majors and using my architectural supplies to roll blunts: Priceless
I told you alcohol was flammable, but you didn't believe me until you tried to extinguish your sparkler by submerging it in vodka and the bottle burst into flames.
At one point, the bartender wrote out the words "please kill me" on some receipt paper and slid it across the bar to me.
Finally get to put my practical writing degree to use! I'm writing a craigslist ad for a threesome
Hate my fucking roommates.... Seriously, who the FUCK peels potatoes in the bathroom sink?!
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