The night began with "let go home early so we can study for my 9am final" and ended with "show me your boobs for a free pack of gum".My breasts are worth 14 sticks for a dollar.
I think we should see other people.
Already working on it.
I may have been to starbucks and 2 classes with balls still written on my face...
The stories of what you did in Cuba got home before you.
It's shedding
I told you penises don't tan
vaguely remember the bartender stopping me outside last night so he could pull the duct tape out of my hair
She just ended a sentence with "and he doesn't even mind my herpes..."
so apparently going to a christian rock concert dressed as Jesus is horribly inappropriate.
I plan on showing these boobs to so many people that by the end of it ill just have a shirt of beads.
I'm pretty sure I have enough material at this point to start a blog called Guys I've Banged in Pictures together. Why does this keep happening to me!
I thought I was pretty much sober now but then I realized I've been eating scrambled eggs with my hands...
Just woke up with an entire pack of Oreos in my cheetah onesie. I've been waiting for this moment forever.
He has a bathrroom scale in his room with an alarm attached to it so anything over 150 sets it off and in his drinking stupper he can make a run for it.
Ethically, this is the worst thing I've ever done. Financially, however...
Curing hangovers with more alcohol was a great idea for the first five days
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