So... how did lowering your standards work out last night?
He kept saying the best defense against a lion is to punch it in the throat.
it was really awkward, he kept trying to get on the bed with us and we kept having to kick him back on the floor.
she's in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga.
thatta girl
its barely noon and he already threw up and i have second degree burn
Beware of calls from Dad. I just had a longer than I would care to admit convo about the ididarod. Apparently it starts tomorrow.
the fact that we had sex in the dining hall makes it seem so much more like home.
I went around and congratulated every guy that had a beard for having one
Goddamn tequila
This summer isn't about fun. We have to train our livers to survive the next four years.
I'm pretty sure we scarred one of our coworkers. This is the second time he has caught us both fully undressed and banging at work.
Either he has bad timing or he wants to join.
You just kept screaming "PLEASE YELL CORNDOG AT HIM. PLEASE. CORNDOG."
No dude, he just dipped his cigarette info ranch dressing and lit it. He's said he normally doesn't do that but it's Memorial Day.
Oh, cold wet seat on the 48! Are you piss? Are you the sweaty ass leavings of an obese person? Are you the spilled King Cobra from the night before? I do not know! I dare not smell to find out... Pants ruined...
pizza hut and my weed lady just showed up at the same time. I feel 22 again.
I smell like beef jerky
That's among the sexiest things you've ever said to me.
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