Fun fact: when I ripped off my wristband, I punched myself in the face. Rad
Somehow last night, my dad got me so drunk that I ended up throwing up on the couch, turning the cushions over to hide it, and going to sleep on them.
The required reading for this week is a paper about birds called great tits. Let's see my TA keep a straight face through this discussion.
You can't keep basing your relationship off of the fact that you both love ramen noodles
I found out that my first kiss was an Italian. Even in kindergarden i knew size mattered.
Chasing tequila with honey. Ill let you know how it turns out.
The forest. Magic mushrooms. Wind trees leaves sky. That is alll.
Gregs sitting in the living room in his underwear hitting the bong watching a rob schneider movie. His lack of fuck giving is inspirational
Would you be mad if I just used the argument "I'm allowed to say that, my best friend is a lesbian"?
Never. I'm proud to help you win arguments.
how the hell were we supposed to out run the cops in a bus?
Not many people can say they've been photo bombed by an antelope. I sure did.
He told me to tell my ass that he loved and missed it, and even though he hasn't known it long, it might be the one for him
I have got to move on from this "sleeping with every drug dealer I meet" phase.
on a scale of one to ten where does vomming from being hungover during a professionalism lecture fit
I'm pretty sure my calc professer is on coke. He's just too excited for this to be an 8am class.
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