So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
There is something about drinking on a golf course and getting with younger women that just really makes me feel at home.
I threw up under water while wearing a hockey helmet last night. Awesome.
hot pretzels for dinner, snacks, and now breakfast...oh to be a poor college student...everyday is like a carnival.
I think the camel was justified in biting me.
If eating a cheesesteak naked doesn't make me feel better, then I don't know what will.
I thought I was invisible, then some guy flashed his high beams at me and I realized my lights weren't on...not invisible.
Did you seduce any young men into coming home to your love nest of poutine and jäger bombs?
I may or may not have just hot boxed a backhoe on the construction site of a police station that's being rebuilt..
I think our prof has caught onto our drinking game. He burst into the room with a big smile on his face and yelled "essentially! Essentially! Essentially!"
You woke up, mumbled something about forgetting to lock the truck at work, slapped my ass, then passed out again...
I hooked up with a guy that had a beard last night felt like I was building a fucken log cabin
Did you or did you not grab my boob while I was making out with the foreign kid?
I CAN SPEAK THE LANGUAGE OF THE ANIMES.
Randomize
