you wouldn't come out from under your bed because you said there were six-armed bears everywhere.
ohhh that explains the pepperonis I found in my sock drawer this morning...
no it doesn't.
whatever. as long as im no longer referred to as the girl who fucked the pledge on his big brother's couch.
I was passed out on the dog bed yelling "I UNDERSTAND"
heres the thing, we have 120 cans of beer left in the fridge. until thats finished we cant fit food in the fridge
Got him to take a shot from the drip pan on the George Forman. He's gone now.
I need a Jamo leash. Just tie it to my wrist and every time you see me reaching for a shot of it, just yank my hand away
I ripped the door frame off last night too. Just remembered.
I remember doing shots of gin, then I have this strange memory of us making out in the womens room at waffle house.
I regret none of it.
There are people taking shots out of a turtle shell.
let me drop the bass on your empty vagina syndrome
Safe to say I'm terrified but totally AMPED
Random question, what's John-that-we-had-a-threesome-with's phone number? Don't necessarily need the full number, maybe just area code? Think I drunkenly ran into him last night and now I have texts from a John.
You were trying to be sexy by spraying your contact solution on your chest and telling me to lick it off
We dont have cups... so were doing shots out of bowls like puppies
I'm not fucking you with a Stormtrooper helmet on!
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