: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
I can't believe the cop was so cool about the whole thing, I mean, I had man mayo all over my jeans.
i dont remember who you are as you are in my phone as "mr. peanut."
its like he missed a chap in the "being a guy" handbook and read the bible instead
i wish i could google "things to eat in my fridge" so i wouldnt have to go downstairs and be disappointed
so i used to love airports for the escalators... now its the bars... then the escalators after the bars
I like one night stands...theyre like crushes for big kids
he's listed in a fb relationship with a girl born in 1993. i'm too drunk to do the math on that one, but i am sober enough to know that's illegal
I had to hold off a girl who was trying to check your pulse while you were passed out. She kept screaming that she was a nursing major and needed to make sure you were alive.
I was greeting people at my door feeding them jello shots out of an ice cube tray with a spoon.
Ok not good, my info has definitely been submitted to this sugar daddy website before.
It's a drunk scavenger hunt.
Everything on the list counts for double points if done naked.
I'm not entirely sure how getting 'house drunk' turned into us getting trashed, being serenaded by karaoke and going out. But it needs to happen again.
He said I took his samurai sword off his wall and proceeded to jump off his porch at people coming home from the bar.
It was the highest I'd ever been. I felt like a blob. A blob eating a burrito.
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