So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
looking back, maybe 11 flaming dr peppers was a little extreme
I am too drunk to make real decisions. I had pop rocks all over my ass earlier. This is not a joke.
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
Seriously, in what other class can the final major discussion be what bar you're going to with your prof?
attractive or not, he has more than one book on serial killers. i'm gonna get out of here while i can
Dear Jesus. Send me strength to not suck cock this morning.
MEG JUST LICKED A DRAIN PIPE. DAVE PUNCHED MATT IN THE THROAT. ALL BOUNDARIES ARE DOWN. I REPEAT. ALL BOUNDARIES ARE DOWN.
Blizzard, Hour 9: I'm 7 beers deep and have finished Ninja Turtles. I am listening to the NYPD and Nassau Fire Dept pipes and drums and writing new drum scores in my head, which I may or may not remember tomorrow
It's okay to masturbate while watching the Comey testimony right?
I've amended my previous statement: I'm not allowed to put in my two weeks till I ask out the waitress. Now I have motivation on two levels
I was just seen throwin up on the bookstore building near a trashcan by parents. Naturally I throw a thumbs up and say go college
It's weird having sex with someone you actually like
In other news there's 12 shirtless Korean dudes all trying to jump on a tiny little trampoline so that's entertaining
It's a draw. You need to settle it in Smash, Soul Calibur, and/or rock-paper-scissors, the last of which Steve claims is bullshit.
Randomize
