I like how she turned her beer into a wet t-shirt contest
I convinced her san diego was a state. all the proof I needed was saying, why do they call it san diego state university?
Countdown til Saturday. I'd assume we're somewhere around 10,000 bottles of beer on the wall.
They had an entire room dedicated to passed out people. It was like a dogpile of cross faded toddlers drooling on each other.
I definitely recall eating shredded cheese out of the bag while you were wearing that apron.
My friend just ordered a beer and poured it on the floor in celebration of open bar night
I'll call you tomorrow. I'm ok and back i love you goodnight.
I stole a bike. Here's a pic
I knew the night had taken a turn when we showed up and our flabongo was being chilled in the freezer.
well other than the faint smell of fireworks in the truck you can't really tell the windshield was exploded
And I can taste the vodka through my ears. Good god.
Recently successful and happy relationships are at an all time high now that you are no longer fucking so many peoples girlfriends. You alone have changed the mating patterns in the lower half of our county.
You need to stop relating my life to your schoolwork. But tell my girlfriend that she'd be proud.
i gave up on the vacation being fun the night i ate all the marshamallows out of the lucky charms while everyone else was having sex in the condo
i don't know if this is a cannibal joke or a sexual innuendo, and i think that's a beautiful description of our relationship.
I am a delicate flower. A fucked up, drunk, horny, pants pissing, delicate little flower.
Plus you get to call him out on being a dick. It's more satisfying than ever sex I've ever had.
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