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
Should I feel badly because I just bought a really hot pregnant girl a drink after I lit her cigarette?
the doormen always congratulate him in spanish as he walks me downstairs in the morning
He was like an evil genius with the clitoris. I don't stand a chance.
The way I see it, if i don't fail the midterm and blow off some of the projects, how else am I going to get motivated to study for the final ?
Imagine a baby lion feeding on an injured gazelle and it tasting fresh blood for the first time. That's me and this breakfast sammich
You kept throwing bottles at the dorm across the courtyard and when anyone told you to stop you just said "who are you? Al Gore?"
All I remember is taking a bath, puking in the bath water numerous times while trying to wash myself and I must of eventually given up
I vote intervention dinner around 6, make up movie around 7:30ish, then apology drinks all night. Then hangover waffle house in the morning.
He's yummy.
HE'S GAY. AND 40.
Irrelevant.
But I just had this pork pâté. It was dick grabbing.
she walked in on me throwing up in the sink with my pants around my ankles and I said "i'll be with you in a sec"
I make him buy me all the extremely expensive high end Mac cosmetics I desire. Wear it then let him cum on my face. I am fucking glamorous.
75% of my food budget goes to wine, the rest to chips and salsa.
How drunk were you? in an effort to seduce him, you demonstrated your lap dance skillz on his dog.
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