There was a fist fight in my basement last night at four in the morning, in case you were wondering
ah, there's nothing like waking up to picture messages of a strange man's cock. life is good.
haha, that's fucked up. flacid cock pictures are the mental breakfast of champions.
Definately going to wake up wondering what happened to the other half of my lip.
Im sweating champagne and woke up in nothing but a tuxedo jacket. What didnt go wrong last night?
At the end of the white elephant exchange, our professor had a big black dildo around her neck and I won a full body dinosaur suit. I could die tomorrow with no regrets.
I have acquired 14 pictures of hard dicks tonight... I was on a mission. Don't even pretend you aren't proud.
and I think you ate the old crusty spaghetti on the counter when we came home last night judging by the carnage
Don't come. It's not even a party it's a total sausage fest. Like 20 drunk dudes in a bedroom. We can still drink by ourselves though it'll be ok
I am making it a rule that only people I am comfortable around enough to not have to put a bra on are allowed for Sunday funday. I think that's a good rule for someone who started drinking alone at noon while everyone else here sipped their coffee.
I guess the wine stains on your shirt and the $2 vodka tonics you're sweating out just scream, "Welcome to DC, please ask me for directions."
My RA just sigh me high as fuck acting like a zombie and scratching at my door. Thoughts?
The hot streak continues..if life was NBA jams i would be "on fire" right now
We only initially bonded over boobs and sarcasm
How did I end up with the cock ring?!
you have 10 seconds to explain why the toilet is full of bread or its ALL GOING ON YOUR BED.
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