Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
so today in my theology class we brought up the proper way to have sex. so rough sex was said by the teacher...I said I know a girl that likes to be choked. sorry but everyone knew it was you
He just gave a drunken 7 minute speech on how to make the perfect grilled cheese. he explained types of butter and cheeses....i think i love him
we took shots then she made me eat a dill pickle with cream cheese wrapped in a piece of turkey.
they would be such cute babies and they would grow up to have huge dicks. and that would make me proud as a mother
Its time to go balls to the wall to get any good D during these last few weeks of college.
Im just saying it can't be that bad if he drove himself to the er. We'll head that way when we finish playing scattergories
All i remember about last night is holding a bottle of bacardi and screaming challenge accepted!
you left the hospital looking like the grudge, your mom and I were pushing you in a wheel chair and you yelled peace out fuckers.
the only good thing about going home with him was that he was prettier than me.
She makes margaritas with lemon-lime 5 hour energy..thats brilliant
and you were wondering how she got into Harvard
We took her out for fresh air and next thing we knew, she was stumbling around the backyard picking dead leaves up off the ground and putting them in her shirt to "save them".
fond memories of taking my pregnancy test here in this Burger King
I'm gonna try and get through this weekend sober, which is gonna be tough especially since I've already started drinking.
Drunk within and hour of coming home from work, merry christmas bitch
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