You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
i just traded a sweatshirt for margaritas... why did they ever stop using the barter system??!!
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
the bouncer made me realize that puking in line does not get you in any faster
did anyone else see me puking into my coat sleeve?
this is not okay. even my mom refers to me as a sorostitute.
just peed on the 7/11 floor and casually left. Omg so drunk
Tommarow we shall sacrifice the freshmen to the sun god
Last time we had an ultimatum like that, things went very far south. I'm down, but it's your turn to wake up in a hospital.
He asked if I had feelings for him while I was lying naked on the floor vomiting into a trashcan as he held my hair and fed me Pringles.
Youre having a picnic
Yeah but all we have is vodka, so it's getting a bit out of hand.
I'm really glad I had vomit on my sweater when I met his sister.
I can't believe that after 9 years of signing things as "BATMAN", the first place to turn it down was the liquor store down the block.
Let's not forget that we had sex on the ground in public tonight.
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