Alex, there's no such thing as a fancy sex store.
it feels like theres a golf ball between my legs. the sex was totally worth it tho.
no. you're not making a beach trip out of my abortion.
its like accelerated beer pong for children.....we train champions young
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
Just puke n rally. People can't judge, it's syllabus week.
Everything was cool until I tried to photo bomb those Hells Angels, then it's all a blank
You are one with the wind and sky, bro.
Woke up at noon, still drunk, naked, with another girl next to me. When she wakes up, I'm gonna have my SECOND lesbian experience with her. How's your 2015 going?
yeah I woke up in jail with two different shoes on and neither of them were mine
its the pipe that keeps on giving. Just when I think it's done, I scrape just enough. It's a st. Patrick's day miracle!
Nooo. I was entirely happy pretending that my vagina only existed for peeing and releasing Satan's waterfall.
I'm just waking up. I awoke in a towel (I must have showered at some point),i also found a half eaten McChicken in my bed and vomit in the toilet. Seems like I'm winning at life
I don't really care where everyone ended up, but is everyone alive and not in jail?
Not in jail
Alive?
Unexpected pro of the hostel though: literally down the street from Coors Field. I could literally fart on the building in five minutes.
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