It started with Hannah Montana and ended with alcoholism.
I would blow Magic Johnson for a pack of lucky strikes right now. Post-hiv.
There was a lot of him and a little penis
I had to throw up. it was the only way to avoid kissing her after she swallowed..
I had a dream she was puking on me, but sadly in real life she was puking on me too
Saw someone get laid in the bathroom no one was wearing shoes and I had a parrot on my shoulder...I never want to leave this bar
somehow a sneeze triggered me puking over everyone in the car
sold 4 oz of weed today pantsless. man i love college.
i threw up in his garden in front of like five people smoking a joint. they let me have a hit after i was done so it was okay
He was on my bed looking at me like a sacrifice to the gods of gay sex and he's definitely a bottom. Like Jesus Christ a really, really great ass of a bottom.
There's a website where you can order a pile of horse shit to be dropped on a persons doorstep. So that's another option.
its like my brain is a tree and you are those little cookie elves
I partied with a deaf mute last night. strangely enough the more drunk I get the easier it is to understand him.
I've only hooked up with engineers this year and it may be the best future financial decision I've ever made
my morning attempts to try to have sex with him was interrupted by the passion of the christ parade going on outside my house
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