Kay wants to put chicklets in our cooters to make beavers and take pix captioned Got Wood? Taking public transit does scary things to her.
the only reason why im excited to go home for break is to finally eat real fucking food and have normal bowel movements.
She uses empty wine bottles as book ends. 2 on each side. At least 8 shelves.
jungle juice + heels + stairs = broken arm
It must have been an amazing night, I have "my pants are responsible people" written on my pants in permanent marker.
As i was walking home this morning some old lady was walking her dog and i said hello to her as our paths in life met, then i proceeded to puke in someones front yard and never looked back
I had fun watching you interact with the world around you. Like a fuckin 8 year old kid who just discovered build a bear but really wants a cigarette.
We dared each other to drink Arbor Mist, and I waterboarded someone with tequila.
Found out last night that "Everclear" is Spanish for "shit got weird"...
I think his roommates are using word magnets to tell me that they can hear us. His fridge currently says, "Chris ate out naughty girl."
Every now and then I'll meet one who is talented in the art of shower gymnast.
Also not to brag but I got high last night and got us a host family in a chateau in the south of France
Well, let's just say, I got that eye patch like we were joking about
Well he wouldn't kiss me so I made out with a German girl, took a shot with my boss, and I think I sprained my ankle. It was a quiet Sunday for me.
We have angered the beer gods. It feels like I'm shitting angry cats.
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