I puked in a mailbox on the way back from your house.
i scrubbed and i scrubbed and i scrubbed and i still was a whore
I had five suicidal voicemails from him when I woke up this morning. They all started and ended with "DON'T FUCK MY ROOMMATES".
It was only one, it doesn't count.
I'm not sure if doing him was such a good idea. Yes the sex was good, but I'm scared I set myself up for failure in 2011 because he's the hottest guy. Ever.
The cop was more concerned with the fact I had cowboy boots on with shorts than the fact we were under age
we came up with a wnba drinking game. take a shot every play that you could've done better. won't make it through 1st quartar
I'm currently day drinking, studying and making corn. Don't tell me what I can't do.
This girl just swallowed a pealed banana whole. I'm not worthy.
Drank a fosters this weekend and last weekend. Listening to down under 5 times a day. Spent 100 dollars on a sleeveless men at work shirt circa 1983. We don't leave for another 5 weeks. I call it pregaming.
You asked her to play "the coma game" with you while hooking up, and then passed out in her bed. She couldn't wake you up so she slept on the floor.
Looks like I won that one
I'm sooo hungover. I fell asleep on top of a car in a parking lot last night. New one to add to the list.
idk the fact that her roommate had a sign that said "enter without knock, exit without cock" makes me really NOT want to go steal her pot.
We peed together in a dark alley while holding hands. That is a bond that can never be broken.
We left an ass print on the conference room table, but I don’t think anyone caught on
I know it's New Year's Eve but if you're going to have a bunch of chicks playing strip go fish in our apartment I need a heads up.
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