dude, that girl smelled worse than the great depression.
God dammit. Now I'm pissed at Arizona, while feeling bad for my poor, poor penis.
im spending all my christmas money on new years parafanalia aka things I will ingest or lose by the next morning
My RA just gave me tips on how to have discreet shower sex. Were we that loud?
Have introduced beer-pong to my work's Tuesday lunches.
There's some drunk girl alone in the field, she looks like she could use some help.
Also it's only fair that you know that that girl is me.
Dude you don't even know. I spilled the tequila and it took 4 people to stop me from drinking it off the table.
Are we playing "how much awkwardness can we fit in the final 29 hours of 2011"?
yes yes we are. Go do something with super glue. i don't want to win.
struggle bus is officially taking me on a road trip to hell. If this is just the first destination, I'll jump out the fucking window.
It's like all the guys I keep around if I wanna have sex with all got mad at the same time. I guess I'll get out my vibrator again.
I'm getting 800 nuggets from McDonald's
I'm too high and old for this...
what color bed sheets say meditative warrior but also welcome to my sex dungeon...
navy blue
The fact that you have an answer to that is why we are friends...
They think I fractured my spine while doing your cousin on concrete.
It wasn't as awesome as they lead everyone to believe. No stripper. Ran out of booze. The chipmunk. He was real.
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