If the first sentence isn't something about weed or the nature of choclate I'm skipping class.
I found him passed out against a dryer in the girls washroom, in front of an old woman was trying to figure out how to dry her hands.
you are dancing on the line between undergrad and alcoholic.
We don't really communicate like that.
Communicate like what?
Communicate like people who want to see each other when their genitals are inside their pants.
I'm going to text my booty call and tell him nevermind, that I got the job finished by myself. That will teach him to text back faster.
This lesson is brought you by a psychology class.
Awee what are you going to name your new dog?
What dog?
Where were you last night, and why am I not surprised that drag queens were involved?
I have woke up on a strange couch, in a strange house, on another campus. Can you Friend-Find me and pick me up?
put something nutritious in your body. AND NOT JUST THAT JOINT.
I went shopping for a dress that was baptism and bar appropriate.
Should I put the money for my dealer in a Christmas card? You know, make it more frstive?
My intervention, when it happens, should have vanilla cake....buttermilk icing.
Do you want to talk about dinosaurs?
For future reference: When the bouncer is approaching you to remove you from his bar, you don't respond by taking off your pants.
where the fuck are you? she just tazed two people and we're tripping shrooms...successful first night in new apartment!
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