Hehe I wanna Australian kiss.. Its like a French kiss but down under ;)
So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
You were in the garage half naked counting your ribs and talking about how you had too many
You really need to get over the whole "jail" thing. Its really not that bad.
Lost my credit card. M has a bottle of blood in her pocket from a hobo.
i showed up sober to class for the first time. my prof said that i was "off my game today". i love philosophy
My internship group is made up of all freshman. Their enthusiasm for education and social interaction sickens me.
I asked if anyone's pants felt wet on the bottom, like a half hour after mine did. I had just peed my pants i had gotten so high no biggie
Just got discharged from the hospital after getting my finger stitched back together don't you dare say you had a worse night than me
There would be some who claim I got a little "carried away" or that we "probably don't need that many jello shots". They would be wrong.
No one will ever find true happiness until they have gotten stoned and taken off the bra they've been wearing all day.
You, my dear friend, are a poet of the deep mental longings of women worldwide.
Sounds like either a very good Friday night or a very bad Saturday morning.
Her neighbors? They're nice. Young family. Tried not to get puke on their side of the lawn.
I forgot to lock the bathroom door. He walked in, saw me on the toliet, nodded, and walked back out.
I think I just read the whole internet. Front to back.
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