The last thing I remember is yelling "ill handle this" while wearing a lion suit and holding a jug of vodka when the RAs came
We are lost. Everyone is drunk and it all went downhill after we iced the bus driver.
4pm on a Sunday....roomate fucking like a wildabeast while I have a organic chemistry study group in my kitchen.
I wonder if he has realized that I have poured all if those shots he bought into the tip jar
they're both coked to the gills having a shouting match about the powers and abilities of godzilla. and using the wikipedia entry on the topic to support their respective arguments.
I did nothing besides stay sober all night, I walked home to find max naked knocking cups off the counter with his cock lol
He texted back and said he would hook up if he didn't have a test at 8am. It's really hard to be annoyed by how good of a student he is.
Yeah that sucks. That's why I stick to deadbeat sports management majors.
you put your hands over the taxi driver's eyes and shouted GUESS THE WAY TO THE CLUB
You screamed "I NEED TO GET THE WHOLE SET!" and then proceeded to try touching everyone's balls in the room
We really gotta change brands again because 2-ply is making us feel like the celebrities we aren't.
Apparently mr clean magic erasers don't clean blood off the ceiling
Hey, I'm 22. I'm allowed to have a sex life and you're going to hear about it.
Damn him and his beautiful face and body and penis.
I expected my Sunday morning walk of shame dressed as a sexy Dorothy would get some scorn, but nobody seems to even care
That’s because it’s 2020. The slutty costume walk of shame is a refreshing reminder of a time when wearing masks and catching communicable diseases was a right of passage, not everyday for the foreseeable future.
Put down the Captain Crunch and get over here. It’s a dickfest!!
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