Well that's not true. She had two social skills. She kept them in her bra
We put her face under a blacklight.....it looked like fireworks
What's the point in getting all dressed up and going when i'm just gonna throw up on myself by midnight?
i was able to set 4 alarms to make sure i woke up in time for class but i couldnt take the open beer out of my pocket before i did cartwheels down the hall...
I still can't believe you had sex with someone who willingly went by Peaches.
We've completely outdone ourselves. We packaged a collective total of six grams of pot and salvia into little bowl-sized tinfoil capsules. It's totally impossible to tell which is which without comparing, every Friday from now on we pick one out and see what the fuck happens
You just sat there and yelled "I JUST WANT TO RUB MY NIPPLES"
He left npr on the whole time when we were doing it. ironic that i lost it on the 100th anniversary of the titanic. thanks michelle norris.
and then we all passionately sang "what if god was one of us" until everyone passed out in the grass
DR UNK TOWN USA
TEAM USA GO AMERICA
It's a sit down to pee kind of hangover
Actually let's just focus our energy on not getting committed to a psych ward.
I feel like they've probably fucked. Like.. you don't just bring a bitch a Big Mac if you haven't fucked her.
I don't think tits should taste like fish.
My vagina feels like a chupacabra ripped me apart using its mythological set of needle pointed teeth
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