I don't remember her name, but I do remember yelling at her from the balcony of the hotel room during her walk of shame.
dont try to nair your balls. i speak from experience
Also managed to rip my pants and set myself on fire. And oddly enough I'm still not ready to ask for 2010 back.
Well some days you just have to get blackout drunk and try to speak Spanish to French Canadian strangers
I fell asleep while we were Skyping and woke up to his balls bouncing in front of the camera while he sang "Wakey Wakey!" over and over again. Merryfuckingchristmas.
i have a feeling i am the only one who can successfully pull off the "slutty kentucky derby" look.
After we drank 3, we built a raft out of the empties and installed the fourth submerged In the water to keep it cool. Keg boats are now a thing
ever had one of those days where you say fuck it and lick the inside of a bag of chips
Looks like I've become the Walter White of my PhD cohort.
ROB LOWE. SO BEAUTIFUL. SO DOUCHEY. SO HARD TO SPELL HIS NAME WHEN DRUNK.
He texts me "just to say hi" and then tells me how hard he is and sends me a dick pic. And I'm like, dude, I'm ordering a burrito right now
Can i have the words "she went crazy and never came back" written on my grave?
No joke. There's a picture of the priest I made out with on my parents' refrigerator.
while on the topic of showers...why is there apple juice in our bathtub?
I dont pretend to understand how the heterosexual mind works. Its a mysterious cavern of stupidity and disgusting sexual acts.
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