I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
He ate me out. It was like watching him trying to win a pie eating contest
My roommate still talks on AIM. What is this middle school?
Ever since he's come out, my facebook stalking experience has gotten uncomfortable
Almost accidentally stole a baby... explain later
i forgot beer had calories. that would explain alot.
The problem with having your drunkeness documented at a wedding is not only does it show up all over facebook, but all over professional photography websites.
the kid next to me in training is drinking sangria. its 9am here in case you couldnt calculate. its going to be a good year.
eggs and jello shots do not qualify as 'brunch'
In hindsight, the torn ligament in my knee is probably the fault of the ginbucket and jager bombs starting at 3pm. I guess I'll stop blaming it on you.
I think making out with someone could be the cure to all my problems. That or more cowbell.
i am one fart away from being 2 for 2 on this whole shitting my pants thing.
This girl looks like an elf and is obviously on coke. I want to be her.
He broke both of his legs jumping out of a window to escape a coyote.
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