I thought he was joking about bailing you out until I saw the picture of you and the sheep in the morning paper. Were those my boots you had on it
No, when he said that he wished he had my eyebrows, THATS when I knew he was gay.
I dont think that drinking by ourselves on a saturday night counts as being "fun alcoholics"
For sure. We should see if we can get Mike to pay for one, and have a triple kegger... :o==& (that's future me projectile vomiting. i try to be goal oriented)
I found bruises on my neck from barfing out the window.
Being the adderall dealer on campus, I feel responsible for everyone graduating.
So. Much. Sex. I feel like i ran a marathon then someone kicked me in the vagina. Soo worth it
The last thing I remember was riding in a grocery cart with two strangers while a cop pushed us
I was apparently the best non-Irish person at the party. I wore my skating dress, Austrian flag and a giant shamrock. Everyone is calling me "30 Shots Girl".
I would go a lot of places to get laid. But I would NOT go to Staten Island.
I may forget my underwear, but you can count on me for drugs and plan b
Last night I drank three beers and threw up in a tree house. I am ashamed.
Finding my pants in the morning should not make me this proud
on a campus of 30,000 people, i should not be able to see every single guy I've ever hooked up with at one party.
She dropped the call after she told me she doesn't want to hear about how loud he can scream.
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