He cooked the food on a paper plate in the oven.
going to the gym drunk. fuck whoever made basketball season and getting a spring break ready body in the same season.
Just look for the house with the beer knights.
We had an indepth conversation about his employment at Arbys..
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
the boys love us. they call us "the stoner girl suite down the hall". not very inspired, but flattering nonetheless
I think her version of saying goodnight was being flung over a guys shoulder as he said, "Bitch. You don't need no shoes."
i refuse to be around anyone not wearing a sombrero...its cinco de mayo
He also turned out to be underage (the fucking liar) so we had to get drunk on cooking sherry
Not even joking, someone broke into the house to watch porn. The cops are on the way.
C'mon pople!!! THursday afternoon isnot gonna drinkin itself!!!
He showed up riding a bike blasting the ghostbusters theme song. His name was Lasercat. Im in love.
As a gentleman whose genital hole is relatively small, you could imagine my reaction
As soon as you told us you were an ostrich with a big penis, we began to wonder what you were on and if you wanted to share.
I'm covered in bruises and scratches. I dont know whether to call them battlescars or sex decals
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