We had to be out of the dorms at 730. Meeting started at 8. I woke up at 948. Drunk and covered in glitter.
Lady GaGa only went backwards in convincing me she's not a man at the VMAs.
Apparently I ran up to the group of cookie-cutter blonde chicks and screamed "Delta Gamma Nuuuuuuu!" really excitedly and tried to hug them and share fake sorority stories with them.
Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
Apparently he always goes for the wrong girl so it should be easy for me to nail him.
I got head to The Nanny. Officially gay.
Doing lines of cocaine in the bathroom and the word 'better' do not belong in the same sentence.
When you start quoting save the last dance you need to stop drinking
He ran into the room yelling "attack! Attack!", jumped on top of me on the air mattress, popped the air mattress, and then we had victory sex, because he was proud of popping it.
How much do you charge for your Funyun and beer delivery service?
Just consider it? What else do you have going on today that could be as awesome as a day full of lord of the rings and sex?
I lost my flask somewhere between dancing shirtless to The Spice Girls and walking around Wawa opening/eating things and putting them back.
Sext: Bring me pancakes from the midnight breakfast gathering please
I didn't pay $79 for lingerie for you to cum in 30 seconds
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