I had a dream last night that I was the one that killed Biggie
My gift to the freshman: I made an illegal stop, rolled out and dropped to my hands and knees and puked in front of the south campus dorms and about 20 families. Welcome to OSU
complete strangers are now referring to me as 'the bourbon guy.' i can live with this.
I feel like we had some profound moment last night, but I can't really recall much past your ass turning up the volume on the radio.
That's the last time you suggest we can get our tab wiped by out-drinking the bartender.
It was my card, so what do you care that you lost?
Is your card paying for my plan b?
yeah we were the ones eating jello shots out of the back of a jeep in the bar parking lot
No, trust me. Falling down the stairs is a fucking sobering experience.
Oh shit I just realized the ropes are still tied to the bedposts
I told my dad my stomach hurt and he bet me ten bucks I couldn't throw up on command. He has no idea what I did last night and I got ten bucks.
She rode an inflatable shark down the stairs. Viva shark week.
It's snowing in May and there was a law school party at the strip club. The end is near.
Definitely! I will do that this week. Right now, watching drag queens play with my dad's beard.
Good thing my vagina doesn't have a chronometer on it. I'm sure my fiance would be horrified. Probably 10 miles from this past weekend alone.
When you wake up on the bus on 139th but you're staying at 6th
133 to go
It stopped being casual for me when I waxed my vagina for you
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