Call it a failed empirical study as to whether drugs would make her more interesting. or at least better in bed.
I poured myself a glass of chocolate chips at some point during the evening.
I put an asterick after the names of people in my phone that I've fucked. Both as a form of bragging, and also so I can actually remember all their names.
the boys love us. they call us "the stoner girl suite down the hall". not very inspired, but flattering nonetheless
Well for number 40 i would prefer to at least like the guy attached to the dick
Dammit labor day drinking cancelled due to 3 inch long table saw cut to palm
You could make a naked club. One member, you. One president, you.
On the 3rd day, she mixed sangria and orange juice and saw that it was good.
Also, no joke, I think that raccoon hair is still in my eye from last night.
apparently I stole your wolf lighter. probably bc you made me howl while you puked over your deck railing.
I think we might have a drinking problem when the ASU kids called us crazy
No one made them take a shot with us at the 12 hour mark. That's their bad
Please tell me that all of the things I remember doing last night didn't really happen. Please.
Threw up in hyvee parking lot. Thanksgiving shopping complete.
You gotta come over now. He is eating cupcakes while they are still in the foil.
How does the curb feel today?
It's stronger than my elbow. But I found my lighter while I was down there.
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