On a scale of affliction to ed hardy, how douchy is in there right now?
He lets me throw up in him even if i do it mistakeily- erica talking about the toilet
We just all danced like dinosaurs in the center of the dance floor.
Last night Brynn convinced every person at the party wearing glasses that they stole hers, and she woke up with 8 pairs of prescription glasses in her bag.
you had me at cake vodka
somebody put my brain in a crown royal bag and beat the shit out of it
I wish I could but I can't. No beer pong or sex on a hammock...such an unproductive weekend
Made out with a chick in front of a girl I'm banging and successfully reDENNISed her within 9 hours
Come back I feel like I ticking time bomb of
of drugs
I can measure my amount of vomit in solo cups.
Last thing I remember is ranting about hating pants. Woke up this morning pants less. Couldn't find them, decided to leave. Driving without pants is surprisingly liberating.
It's a sad day when you can't take off your pants and drink a margarita at work.
Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.
Idk... he wears anklets.. i dont think i can get past that.
Is it still sex if there's no nudity, no orgasms, but the neighbors bang on the wall and ask you to stop? I've honestly forgotten.
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