There is a guy standing at my bar right now wearing an affliction SUIT. I can't wait on him.
It took me four clicks to get to 2009 on his profile. This can't work.
She asked if you knew her boyfriend, and you responded that you "think you gave him head once" and then hiccupped.
Slipping me an edible before my ochem final was not your brightest idea. Looks like I'm switching to business.
We couldn't get our shit together to go to the bar, so we're getting drunk and facebook stalking all the girls who have gotten fat since high school. Any names you wanna throw out?
I sold weed for gas money to get home. I thought that's what college was for.
There should be an open time period where you show each other your goods and it's totally socially acceptable to bail.
I wholeheartedly concur
Pro: Drunk Portland Strip Club. Con: Monday morning hangover at work. Pro: boobs. Con: Sleep deprivation. The Pro's are winning.
I would agree. Add some coffee to the booze. It will cut down on sleep deprivation.
i fell into a bathtub last night and broke the fall with my forehead. my forehead is bruised
I just had sex on a roof
You start to question your party girl tendencies when you're wearing the same shirt you wore the night before to work and you're trying to get last nights Jell-O shot off the sleeve on your way to work
I just wish the first erections of my life didn't take place at a dentists office but hey whatever I turned out alright
I just want you to know that i deffinately saw the baby clothes, and didn't freak out and still had sex with him. I'm going to hell.
If I could tell my younger self three things it would be: 1. Smoke a lot more weed 2. Have a lot more sex 3. Own a good set of pots and pans
I'm completely creeped out. He's dressed as me. And thinks it's funny.
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