...She just said, "We've been blessed with good drugs lately."
He got tattooed, peirced, and we're pretty sure he got rufeed by that fat chick. He was like a walking spring break stereotype.
Nothing like wearing your heels and smelling like henney in the afternoon
Covered in confetti and bad decisions
she's traveling up the coast with her camera and a stash of pot cookies eating food from different campuses. said she slept in a closet 2 states away last nite... of course I'm interested
Pretty sure I recall hugging our waiter from the bar last night. That also means we are NEVER going there again
Would it be totally inappropriate to have his frat and our sorority Teebowing our exit from the abortion clinic?
A few days ago I apparently came up, asked her to make me soup, and handed her a can of coconut milk.
Last night she walked off and disappeared from everyone got home at 330 and said she went to the casino with her cab driver.
Are we at that point yet where I can just say "I want you to sit on my face"? If not, want to go out for "drinks"?
I mean, it's just pathetic when the standard is tinder and he can't live up to it.
Where does dick fit into Maslow's hierarchy of needs?
Well shit I mean if you get a bunch of cashed up drunk lesbians together in a casino, it's bound to go south at some point
Also apparently I made a "cake sandwich"--yeah smashed a massive piece of cake between two slices of bread....fucking tequila
let me assure you that a rugburn on your forehead is the worst side effect of tequila i have experienced to date.
The night went downhill somewhere between the time I was triple fisting smirnoff and when I was throwing up in the yard in nothing but my bra while he talk to me about mashed potatoes
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