You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
I've realized that you're the only friend i can rely on to drink with me any given day. i thank you for that.
Doubtful. That seems irresponsible. The 4th will kill you if you stopped drinking until then. Let's think logically.
3 guesses about who had to still-drunkenly facilitate a fire drill at 2:40am because freshmen can't handle microwave popcorn.
They got me high and left me at the mall with a giftcard for $400. I need an adult.
perfect. if all else fails remind him how anxious he is. talk real fast and induce a panic attack that only I can remedy with xanax.
So we were having sex and his roommate walks in eating a bag of chips. Then proceeds to talk to us about his bitch of a professor.
Did he at least offer you guys chips?
I assume some self respect is too lofty of a gift idea
alll i remember is comming back downstairs, his pants were off and he was aplauding me
I just blew thrown up hashbrowns out my nose. That's the level of this hangover.
He does impressions. Handy knowing you can get fucked by one guy and pretend a group of celebrities is running a train on you.
Google imaged your anal issues. Seems fuckable still.
We damn well better have a snow day tomorrow. We just broke out the rum.
Some mornings I close deals. Other mornings I puke out my window while I’m driving down the highway
SUFFER THE WRATH OF THE PISS BAG
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