the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
We broke the shower door. Completely off. His roommates were not happy but I sure was
I'm such a fucking super-fan. I was worried his cum would wash away his autograph.
We had on the same team jersey so at the time it made sense to hook up.
Duh.
All I remember is lecturing my dog about how she's a lucky bitch to have a structured eating and shitting schedule.
There's no point in calling it Big Titties Tuesday if girls with big tits don't get anything special
DC is easy, you will figure it out.
I'm drunk and blonde. You are wayyyy underestimating this.
I was loaded. my pee still has a hint of lime
I'm pretty sure the Jahovah's witness only came to our door because the front says "Twerk Or Treat"
You were drunk enough to sled down a highway off ramp in your pajamas….
How was my night? He had a picture of his mom on his night stand and he yelled "Papi like" when he came. Fuck tequila.
I didn't want him to hear me sneaking in. The doggie door was the perfect solution.
I didn't realize how hungover I was until I fell asleep in my math lecture, and woke up I'm my history class. How is got there still remains a mystery...
we tried to make a drinking game out of 4 pokemon cards you found in a drawer.
but next to his bed he has a bible, and on the bible he has a pbr coaster and a condom. how can i stay mad at that? Its amazing.
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