One girl and one boy is just not enough.
rough night. sneezed a watermelon seed this morning and apparently I drunk dialed my boss for a ride home. twice.
i just woke up to 15 people singing a whole new world
at least you know where his tattoos end, so it wasn't a complete waste of time.
He was so drunk he was throwing the bowling balls into other lanes on purpose. He still beat my high score thought.
Who are these men, what are we doing here, how is this helping us toward our goals of sex and pasta? Things to consider.
i should probably stop thinking with my vagina, and start using that $70, 000 education i can't afford. what the fuck.
We played alot of beer pong and ventured into the woods with tiki torches
And is it bad that I haven't talked to guys who I haven't already dated? I feel like a recycle bin.
This is how baked we were last night. Our drinking game: We stare at each other; first one to laugh drinks.
If by "Are you drunk?" you mean "Did you just faceplant in the checkout line at Target?" the answer is yes.
If my penis could make facial expressions, it would constantly have a smile on.
I'm sorry that throwing up fish and Jamaican Rum in the back of your dad's car ruined our friendship
WEED BROWNIES! He put weed in my brownie mix! And he got it from YYYYOOOOUUUU!
Look at the bright side mom. After 20 years dad is still capable of surprising you!
Shut up Max.
True I am eskimo brothers with every one of my room mates, but it was only two girls. And 9 outta 10 times I was first
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