I have now ridden the bus with a ninja, a samurai and Jesus. Who says the bus is for losers.
It's like there testing me. My dad kept handing me margaritas and saying "you can take it"
we marched down beaver avenue with lit tiki torches humming the olympics opening song.
His parents had a bottle of captain morgan on the table for me when I went for dinner. I feel accepted
I wonder if that one guy remembers you sticking salami to his forehead when he was passed out on new years eve.
I'm sure I'm not the FIRST newly single girl to table dance at a family restaurant.
Just had lapdance from stripper that had her 5th kid 28 hours earlier. A for work ethic.
He said female orgasms are a myth and refuses to even try to give me one.
isnt this the same guy you hooked up with on his birthday and he then asked, "you were at me birthday?" the next time you were together?
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
She bit a glowstick open. Apparently they burn. We bonded while she washed the chemicals out of her mouth as I did double shots of Jager.
Blonde girl lying face-down, passed out next to my bed, walls are covered in guacamole. College is looking excellent.
OK. i'm going to add "riddle me this, brodawg" to the list of things i'm never gonna say to my boss again while i'm high.
He's the conductor of the struggle bus
I RODE THAT FINE PIECE OF STRUGGLE BUS
I don't remember anything beyond the drinking game but I woke up in my own pee this morning so I'm just gonna go out on a limb and say I overdid it.
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