We basically counted to 3 and then dumped each other.
drugs are my only escape from this reality. good thing I got it at a discount price last night
i think i should save myself the $200 for a prom dress. i mean why bother. its just going to be covered in vodka/jizz/and puke by the end of the night.
He yelled "HERE COMES THE WARMTH" before he pissed his pants. In front of the whole party.
He told me the hand job I gave him this morning was "lovely".
I've already come up with two plans that will probably end with me getting kicked out of here. You guys should come faster.
well you decided to make everyone "drinks" which was sprite and beer mixed.
it's official, after last weekend my girl number is higher than my guy number. fix this.
before we even ate breakfast we'd found an eighth of weed in some old purse she never uses. it was gone by lunch
Dude in front of me just jumped out of line at Starbucks to go puke. Vegas in prime form.
Not sure if it is a new high or new low, but i left a basket on the porch of the sorority I woke up at. It had a description of the Minnie Mouse I woke up next to, and Plan B.
Alls I remember is making out with that chick.
Nope that was a dude
And he listens to me when I talk to him like the hulk.
I'm a lady. Ladies do NOT hump the floor.
I'll be honest, this year's Vegas trip will be nothing short of disappointing if there's no repeat of the angry ménage a trios in a closet.
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