Grossest hangover story of 09: Puked in the bathtub. I was in it.
Charles is a playa. And I don't mean the spanish word for beach.
I just rolled a joint with a page from On The Road by Kerouac. I have never felt like more of a hipster.
And by the way, how is me getting head even remotely comparable to you fucking 3 guys?
M WATCHING THE HISTORY CHANNEL AND IT SAID THAT WHEN THE LUST PART OF THE BRAIN IS ACTIVATED THE JUDGEMENT PART IS NOT. THIS EXPLAINS SO MUCH.
It was only 12:11 and I needed to make a Pepto Latte and call it a night, I don't remember that being part of my new years resolution.
he just sent me a pic of him naked with a bucket of margarita mix hanging off his dick
Walking back from greek row alone at 3:30am in a child's kangaroo suit...not my proudest moment
we tried to steal a tractor last night. you should have come out.
make sure nobody uses the downstairs toilet. i like to have an unused toilet for the weekends. dont shit where you puke i always say.
There was an ice luge. Lets just leave it at that.
Why can't public transit accommodate my lifestyle of drinking til midnight on a Monday?
But for real, I had the best sex of my life on that bunk bed
Grandma's bordering on serious shit show territory at this point.
We were 6 minutes into the movie before we realized the whole movie was spoken in Italian. That level of stupidly-ripped
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