Where you are. You must stay where you are are
Where you are. You must stay where you are arewhere are youu
Where you are. You must stay where you 5eare wher are you!!
just scratched off #34 on my list of things to do before age 30 - drunk in a helicopter.
I think I'm going to die by hangover. I'm in my spanish class. So I guess I'm going to be muerte.
alright she left, finally time to fart up the room
Dude she has a fucking rock collection. Never will I ever talk to her again.
i had to do the walk of shame dressed as a leprechaun. I have never been more proud of my irish roots.
Fire inspection over. Blunts are OK
rethinking that breast reduction surgery... i'm tired of drunkenly explaining the scars to guys who don't really give a shit
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
Found her. Shes unconscious up against the room door. Her credit card is in the keycard slot
Damn, it's been so long since I had sex I could use the cobwebs from my vagina to decorate for Halloween.
there is a video of me from last night trying to light my breath on fire. that drunk.
I am the sex elephant in the room. Again.
He just sent me the contact information about getting the Zebra for graduation...
seriously, who doesn't want to get shitfaced and have sex to the backstreet boys?
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