Hot guy, man whore rep, huge crush, alcohol that will fuck you up. I fail to see how this could go wrong
So the last day on the vacation I woke up in the bath tub. My mom said she asked me during the night what I was doing and I said, "swimming."
I just pulled a handful of rice out of my pocket.
we kept pushing you at the prospective students saying go for it, itll make them want to come here
you kept yelling THIS ONES FOR THE ADMISSIONS OFFICE and then youd go in for the kill
you trust me enough to eiffel tower a girl but don't trust me with a mallet wtf happened to our friendsship
That's the point dumbass, I can't use my boss as a reference cause they'd have to fucking call him in prison.
He makes me want to shower. It must be love.
Vom Wallet is no more. We now boldly enter a responsible, adult era where we will not throw up liquor onto ourselves.
So I'm thinking that so long as I have this piercing, I'm going to get tested for explosives at the airport
I just sent him 3 long ass texts about how to tell a girl how he feels. I should get a fucking friend zone medal.
I will make you one.
Good. It needs "forever alone" engraved on it
At 2pm we are having a MANDITORY house meeting about last night. ALL must be in attendance!
I'd like to review the planning and execution of the party to determine how we hosted a naked party, to determine how we can have more.
They used the ice bucket from their room to drink beer from and called it the "Holy Grail"
Sweet! It'll be a "that-minor-I-used-to-serve-alcohol-to-is-no-longer-a-minor" party!!!
I smell like playdoh, sex, and ruined lives. I love the weekend
Moral of the story - don't craft naked. Your nipples with thank me.
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