She kept screaming "yeah! You pick up my books!" the whole time. . .
dude i just saw a drunk guy attempt to get by IUPD and throw a uprooted bleacher seat over the edge of the stadium. funniest thing of life.
details please.
they caught him 10 rows from the top. the first thing he said was "wait I can explain, i just have to throw this over first."
he said "cool" when i took off my bra and proceeded to stare wideeyed at them the ENTIRE time. it was like sleeping with the kid i showed my boobs to for the first time in 6th grade.
no sex. but he left me weed, so almost as good.
She asked the taxi driver to stop at the Texaco because she had to puke. She did then stumbled into the gas station and bought a 40.
Mom brought home a 36 pack of Smirnoff and was all "ring any bells?" and then winked. I'm scared. What does she know?
Let's just say after this weekend I'm known as Shameous the Irish bar fighter.
I walked in and all four of you were covering your heads under the blanket singing waterslides in unison.
Out of all the people in the house to show their tits at mcdonalds to try and get free food, they picked those two?
Aaaaaaand, there's the title of my second book. "One Dick. Six Angles."
Well thank god i want six autographed copies
Also I am throwing a blaZer over what I wore to bed and calling it an outfit.
When I am this hungover I become increasingly grateful for having my own private office
I don't trust my subconscious. It sleeps with my exboyfriend sometimes.
So what happened at girls night? My roomate found me passed out locked out on the front steps of the house and it was raining. Yes low moment
Longest 30 seconds of my life
10/10 so not recommended
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