yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
I guess what I'm trying to say is you've fucked more people than the economy.
she was sure she was an eel. She spent 40 minutes sliterhing on the floor to get to her room
I miss the days when all my weekends consisted of were 69 and crunchwraps
He came in looking for condoms, iced coffee, and a gas tank. I need to be where he's going.
you can SEE the outline of a pad through her jeans. there is no way
When we found you, you were using the bottle of Captain as a pillow...with a note on your forehead that said don't wake up the champion.
So puking trix and chicken wings is horrible but atleast we got free drinks for taking the trash out at the bar we are really movin up in the world
Apparently I used ziplock bags to smuggle my drink out with. By pouring it in one, then cut the corner like it was an icing bag later that night. What is wrong with me?
I think I want to impress his gay best friend more than him..
No worries I have vodka. Its always on time
I've replaced you with thin mints and masturbation
I've already come to terms that I'm gonna have to bone a few gross librarians, but hey, it's college
It's all part of my master plan: have him buy me all I can eat pizza and all I can drink beer AND THEN tell him there was no spark and we're better off as friends.
why do guys have to express their feelings when they know your seeing someone else ? I fucked him anyways to make him feel better , and to know what he's missing.
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