I remember going home with 2 girls. Woke up with 4.
I just woke up in the coolest sweatsuit i have ever seen..it has cory's name on the tag...do we know a cory?
I don't know if it was the room or her, but as soon as the pants came off, it smelt like a locker room and old man farts.
I bought a zebra print bikini, I'm gonna be honest here- if he doesn't want to have sex with me in this, he's gay.
they pretty much knew i was there to get drunk and fuck their daughter
I saved him as teletubby in my phone....that can't be a good sign. I'm not answering.
Beer coozy in the gym. Don't judge me.
rolling absolute tits, turn on the red lights for when i get home.
All I remember is intermittent flashes of being passed out on the side of the road 3 or 4 different times. And telling him to just leave me there and I would walk home in the morning.
I have a diplomatic trade for you. My pants for your rum. Tomorrow?
My whole sorority girl exterior is just a lie. I'm a fat tumblr girl on the inside.
The only reason I know his name is because we wrote marriage vows in orange crayon on the back of a Walmart receipt.
Made my roommate send me tit pics so I could send them to someone because I didn't want to move.
She is crazy bro, she'll kiss me after eating her ass but looses her fucking mind if I double dip a french fry in "our" ketchup!
So what if is hockey, you don’t turn down sex with a professional athlete. They work out all day and have amazing stamina. Your vagina will thank you!
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