im having a hard time not telling ppl about ur bathroom story
It's gotten to the point where even copying off yahoo answers is still way too much work.
He told me something must be wrong, because no one had seen my boobs yet
If he's dead I'm so gonna get the blame. I have his passport, keys and his tooth in my purse.
I smell like fire and strippers. Successful sunday funday.
Do something fun then. Blow up the house or whatever.
How have you survived this long?
Dumb luck and a deal with the devil.
You. Me. A bottle of Vodka. The wilderness.
Y'know, "Class cancelled because Professor is stuck in Mexico," is not something I expected in college. Let alone, "Professor is stuck in Mexico, AGAIN."
You were holding up a boot and yelling boot gang
Day 1 of the Fuck Your Ex weekend has been productive. Already boned Steph and we're both still glad we arnt together anymore.
his first fb message to me in 3 years was "is your cock open for business?" im blocking him
As much of a hooker as I am you don't slam where you drink
I feel like ditching all logic and responsibility and get shit-faced before the week's over. Thoughts?
hahahaha classic. this is why you are going to a college with a hospital right next to it
I don't think it's a coincidence that the day I just happen to do the splits at the gym I come back with 7 guys' phone numbers.
Randomize
