things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
Remind me to tell you the "if you give a mouse a special brownie" story when you get back
found scuba porn. totally not sexy. life continues to disappoint.
Dear America, sometimes I miss your Everclear and its consequences.
There are people taking shots out of a turtle shell.
You tried to sit down... There was a distinct lack of couch.
I almost put an adult beverage in my sippy cup for the beach but realized the next step would be rehab.
No the next step is being buzzed at the beach. I would've.
Dude, get out of Andrea's vagina and call me back
I wish to strangle
whoa there darth vader
Let's hurry up so I can puke at home instead of my van
I just saw a kid on iowa campus story that looked like the guy i made out with on spring break.
He literally knows my vagina better then I do.
Nice girl until she takes off the fake human suit and shows you the flesh eating demon she truly is
I probably should have told her I was actually the drunkest one there before she let me pierce her ear
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