Hahahhahaha! Oooh get it! Ugh I am so dead but if I go to the lib whuich I will hopefully b havung sex instead, ill hit u up
Remember, sex is not sex til both people cross the finish line. Until then, it is just a favor.
you were convinced campus grass and foliage would give you your daily serving of vegetables to balance out the amount of alcohol you drank.
so...he totally just used scissors to cut up the weed. a wet paper towel to moisten the blunt....and a blow dryer so it wouldn't be wet. this dude either has the worst case of OCD or has the potential to be the next martha stewart.
im youtubing treadmill accidents. this is what i do at 2:10am
Just witnessed my roommate pick her nose and eat it in her sleep. Remember, you made out with that.
HOW LONG TILL THESE DRUGS WEAR OFF. I WORK IN ONE HOUR, I REPEAT, I WORK IN ONE HOUR.
I'm expecting you to come by soon and a magical night of sex and floating on clouds to follow.
Bailey. He has a soul patch. Idgaf if he was an NFL player. Nobody with a soul patch is attractive.
Yuck. My throat feels like someone chucked a couple of Maltov cocktails down it and finished it off with a super soaker filled with Jameson.
It was easier that asking where the vagina platter is.
I only drink at bars with bathrooms big enough to have sex in.
I just used a box o wine to refill a bottle o wine to more effectively drunk clean
I thought i was doing pretty well but I walked into my first class and everyone on my side of the room immediately asked how drunk and high I was
We really gotta wear capes to the bar more often...
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