So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
Well you know what I always say about freshmen.... If you want it, and they've got it... get it.
She rode me to the beat of Baby Got Back. I swear to god.
you got in your car and made the sounds of a NASCAR, then called me on your phone and I was your pit crew. then you apparently you won the race, and THAT'S when you tried to backflip off the top of your car.
dude there is absolutely no room for a slide in our room
Also on a more serious note, what says pull my hair more: straight or soft curls?
i wish it would rain vodka just once. i have not puked yet bring it on
I keep telling myself that if Britney can make it through 2007, I can make it through this date.
I was a battlefield of empty bottles and bodies. We though we won, but the booze had the last laugh.
Probably not well advised, but you're welcome to stop by if your not ready to end your night. You know, for Thanksgiving's sake.
We are gonna sacrifice to and pray to every god in this world that he doesn't find out about her sleeping with his old roommate.
If someone told me one person in the department was secretly a death eater, I would suspect her, no contest.
She flashed us last time and pissed all over the floor this time. I'm scared to invite her back.
Stop talking and go back to bed. You're in the kitchen in your underwear and slept in your car.
I woke up to rachel asking "did anyone else fall out of a tree last night?"
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