We should be called the Road Head Warriors
the semester is winding down: time to procrastinate by googling cheap keg options
yeah that always happens. i'm like the where's waldo of parties. i never even know where the fuck i'm at.
Last I saw him was around 10 this morning. He was passed out on the porch with his head under the barbeque cover and there were cups of orange juice around him as well as loose tobacco spread everywhere. Good luck getting a hold of him.
Did you guys seriously let me trade my id for a kebab last night??
I been sleeping but occasionally wake up feeling like tiny elves are in my throat ripping my esophagus to shreds with their bare hands.
Somehow, you made that sound extremely magical and not at all painful.
There was probably a tattoo above her soulless vagina that read 'it's a trap!' Yet you ignored it
Good news: I actually puked in my bathroom, the vomit from the living room was actually from someone else.
That's horrible but hilarious
I'm going to miss college.
I'm not having the "why are your fucking my daughter" talk and the "your a drug addict" talk with your mom tonight.
That night just went downhill after you pissed yourself while sitting on my lap
I sent him a tit pic on accident and he replied with "nice ass"
I can't go to the bars anymore. She wanted to see me again and I drunkenly told her I was moving today. If she spots me I'm fucked.
he just fucked me for my cheese..
I am 11 times too hungover to give the eulogy
she glued two packs of googly eyes on you while you were blacked out. We talked her out of using her hot glue gun.
ummmm thanks
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