I just remembered that last night when we tried to walk off the spins you said "pretend i'm your pet dinosaur" so i walked you around on an invisible leash while you made t-rex hissing noises.
Well, I'm a guy so I don't have one, but if its anything like the inside of my nose, yes, vodka would burn.
so after the bed broke we walked out of the room to a standing ovation
You said that we had to leave the party together and proceeded to repeat the "ducks fly together" speech from The Mighty Ducks word for word. Soon the whole party was quite and started chanting quack..quack...quack..
The drunk teletubby stumbling out of the place tipped me off..
The walk home from the bar is FAR more shameful in daylight.
I'd say I should re evaluate my life choices, but I'd make the same decisions only faster and wearing a push up bra.
My little brother just suggested we drink the rest of the vodka because it's raining. My job is complete.
walking back to the dorm.. she is flashing evryone, demanding beads. we tried to stop her and now she just keeps yelling "Bourbon st bitchesss"... you get her tomorrow
He said I act like a cross between a kindergartener and a high 70 year old man. Which is inacurate because it fails to account for the disco obsession.
No more margaritas for you. Also, tequila should be reclassified as a hallucinogen.
I dunno I mean I feel like I owe everyone an apology except the two people I punched in the face
I crawled to the bathroom this morning there were cornpops scattered on the floor? What was I doing last night?
My brain is a dvd screensaver and I'm allowed to have a good thought when it hits the corner
I had to ask my mom to look for my kegle ball...
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