My friends, they love my intelligence
for on dont try to tell me you love me after three weeks of talking, for two if you are going to do that stay away from the song lyrics to a very good country song that you happened to ruin by using it, and for three erase my number im fuckin your sister now
He has that cheese in a can and he's eating it. I have never seen that outside a goofy movie.
I'm surrounded by too many unhungover people.
We totally just fucked in a closet. These vacations with his family are causing creativity I never thought I had.
Haga you didnt jbsii whee wu an therer
Party on wayne
Your a horrible friend, i only tried to do the right thing by moving you off the floor.. that was not an invitation to puke all over my bed and attempt to use my dog to mop it up.
Tid bit for you to add to your "what to expecting when you're expecting to lose your virginity" book... Sex on nyquil is cheaper and BETTER than sex on esctacy AND you sleep like a champ after so you're not able to think about any bad decisions made.
It's snowing in May and there was a law school party at the strip club. The end is near.
Looking through my moms phone and find a pic if a dick. Scarred for life.
That's always how I imagine things at your apartment...
Good, I'm glad you don't have some weird, skewed, clothed version of reality over here.
Well after the shots I danced with a homeless guy, split my toe on broken glass, and had a 20 piece mcnugget. Who says postgrad life is boring.
Apparently I called him, said "vodka" and then hung up on him.
You know how last week before we left I was drinking outta that blue cup and I left it sitting across the road. Well, it hadn't moved and my family just found it, brought it inside and cleaned it. I think this cup is my soulmate.
My drug dealer just told me goodnight...I still don't know his name. But I guess you can say we've moved to the next step.
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