all ten of us were sitting in his room with the lights off and staring at his colorful moving screensaver for two hours. That high.
ahh summer, the season during which the prefix for every verb is "get drunk and"
he just ordered a side of pineapple and winked at me. too much for a first date. come get me.
We had to introduce ourselves in ethics class. This guy stood up said I'm mark, I love sluts and Jack. Then just sat back down. Hero status.
I was still in a towel. We hadn't even started drinking yet and the champagne bottle dropped and exploded literally up into my vagina.
This is most sickening thing I've ever seen, and I threw up my body weight in jello shots on my birthday.
Even though he was watching you pee on his bedroom floor, you kept denying it and saying he was dreaming
I've literally never felt worse
My body feels like its decomposing
My vag hurts but I feel vindicated
That is an interesting emotion combo
i woke up soaking wet with shard of glass imbedded in my flesh dangerously close to my dick what happend?!!
BEER BOTTLE SWORD FIGHTHING!!
Does the room smell any better?
Yeah, i sprayed perfume. It smells like Victoria's Secret, if Victoria's secret was that she was homeless.
I made the last cup in beer pong off the dude's hat. I also faintly remember rapping Forever by Drake during said game.
Come home, I'm drunk on the porch and pretending to smoke breadsticks like cigarettes. Enticing, right?
You're now part of the minority of friends who haven't seen my boobs.
It was bad. U were calling my cat "kittiano" and playing her like a piano. Way too drunk my friend.
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