you ever get that eerie feeling when you walk in a room, when you know youve barfed here before.
After the tests come back negative, you guys will look back on this evening with fond memories...
He said he got a lot of action last night. I asked how much? And he said he got to see down her shirt. Freshmen never cease to amaze me.
she kept calling me pablo. i just went with it.
he obviously didn't care that i was sleeping and dreaming about ellen degeneres knitting me a christmas sweater.
At least our walk of shames never included a bag of chips and a jar of queso..
i've hooked up with him and three of his roommates and not a single one of them knows about it..think its safe to say i found the silver lining in a boys inability to communicate
Btw after this weekend the chipndales costume has a 125% success rate.
he got everyone in a room, turned off the lights and started throwing knives at the wall. if you got hit, you had to drink...
I bought an american flag today and by god im gonna fuck someone on it
His lack of social graces and moral fiber complements mine nicely.
I now have a bottom rung on my kissing scale. Like I can say "Well. On a scale of Matt to Braxton he was probably a Zach." It's the little things.
Being responsible doesn't make memories.
Somehow, you looked so classy chugging that bottle of wine last night.
We're like a married couple, but we only have sex on college holidays and other people's birthdays.
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