Let's make love on the newspapers that declare financial doomsday
they ran out of cups so I just drank out of a cowbell.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
he was cradling you in his arms feeding you rum straight from the bottle and you kept sucking his fingers.
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."
well I think it'll pretty much be gone by Saturday. On a scale of 1- Snooki's unborn child how much do periods freak you out?
Do you think you're physically and mentally capable of killing me? Because I'd really appreciate it.
I woke up with a stapler in my ass. Don't even complain to me.
You drunkenly hook up with 5 people in one night and suddenly everyone tries to party with you.
I consider any night I don't make out with someone a bad night. So I've been great.
We were banging then all I remember is coming down hard and smashing my top teeth off his forehead. I just rolled off and tapped out. Done-zo
Sorry for yelling at you, I'm just really emotional about missing comicon.
Danny put 5 hr energy in the jungle juice (that brilliant bastard) and I almost showed my penis to Alex. It was a rough night.
sorry bout the carpet, but you DID call it "blackout punch" not "don't vom on my floor punch"
New drinking game get out your high school year book and take a shot for everyone in your class who's had a baby!
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