I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
I woke up with ten beers in my bag that hoarded at the party last night. Rally? Its five somewhere.
Just used the D.E.N.N.I.S system successfully.
alcohol. turning childhood friends into awkward hookups since the dawn of civilization.
Her life is proof that being a drunken slut will get you places.
Hey do you want me to wrap up that Jack in the Box you left in my gutter
Why are there sofa cushions on the floor? And why isn't there a sofa in this room that doesn't have cushions?
My arms are sore from holding up pukeahontas for so long
I've also decided that the true test of whether or not you should marry a girl is if she will willingly blow you while you eat Oreos.
Please never let me the drunk fat dancer in the bus girl
Medically YOU CAN'T BE AN ALCOHOLIC TILL 25!!!!! WE GET 3 BONUS YEARS!!!!
apparently, dueling with garden tools in Home Depot is strictly frowned upon
It is a fiery spray of napalm-covered beautiful words that leave a flaming "fuck you" on the ground after I destroy him.
We fucked. Had a political debate. I won. So I sat on his face.
had to remind myself that killing him is not a good career move AGAIN.
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