that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
It was like little house on the drunk prairie.
please just be careful, i just switched my facebook status to "in a relationship", i would look really pathetic if i had to change it back to "single" already
I fell alseep but then some dude picked me up. Comforter and all stuck a blunt in my mouth and carried me back downstairs because "I wasn't done partying"
It felt like getting blasted with a supersoaker filled with vagina juice.
Your doorknob is in my back seat, in case you were looking for it.
Let's learn from last year: Leave the handcuffs at home on St Patrick's Day.
Not sure how I feel about St Psts and March Madness being on the same weekend. I feel like I've been screwed out of a drunk holiday.
Here's a tip. Don't party with someone that needs sexual attention. Drinking and sexual attention don't mesh well in the morning. Especially over a bowl of Cheerios.
It looks like I promised him my virginity, in spanish. What the hell did you give me?
I fell into his fridge. I want to leave.
I think it really helped to be hungover at accepted students day. it gave me a good feel for how it would be everyday if I go there.
I'm trying to watch Chicago PD and tell you I like your dick at the same time. It's a lot of work, ok?
Slap a cop in the butt for a felony charge. Check.
Yeah it got awkward when the two guys we were playing beer pong against realized that I'd hooked up with both of them. Their teamwork declined after that.
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