real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
i dont want to stoop that low. but my dick does.
We've started doing pot butter shots. WHY AREN'T U HERE
The walk home from the bar is FAR more shameful in daylight.
I'm ultimately at thr Shariton to drink and ppssibly puke on fancy shit. Thats my story and Im sticking to it.
Theres a guy in your room wearing a franzi box costume and some girl is in the box giving him head.
I'm hoping that by this time next year we will be smoking some weed at a gay wedding, asking "Mitt who?"
She was wearing some slutty variation of a toga and giving the entire bus a pep talk on why we should black out tonight...I'M IN LOVE AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT!
He's against "violent sex" cause apparently my body is "sacred". Like dude I'm about to tell you about blowing your brother just so you'll fuck me like an animal Jesus Christ....
Also, making a white Russian with butterscotch schnapps instead of vodka is probably the best decision I've made in my entire college career.
A particularly funny moment you may have missed; you walked in to the basement to announce that whoever was cooking sausages had left them on the grill for Hella long, only to be told that you were in fact the person grilling. At which point you just said, "the sausages are done" and walked out
OMFG "ASS" JUST STARTED PLAYING ON MY PHONE VIA PANDORA AS IM IN THE CAR WITH A CONGRESSMAN FUCKKKK
I'm at the level of despair that only Panda Express can fix
Thanks for the bagel and the sex.
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