he just referred to himself as the billy mays of his frat.. heres how to order
I guess calling a coworker a lesbian sea cow is some kind of violation.
he told me not be awkward when his girlfriend comes tomorrow. and then he made out with me
I knew my chances of getting laid had increased after she walked into my room and yelled "DICK TIME"
He still lectured me about forgetting shit. Than he said he's gonna paint me green so I can stand in a corner and be a plant.
If he thought that flying across an ocean to visit me in London constituted sex, he thought wrong.
He makes me wish my vagina was bigger... This must be what love feels like.
Santa brought me a 1.75 of wine, and a liter of patron. I probably won't remember Christmas, so don't ask me how it was tomorrow.
She said she'll drive over, bang, and then head home. It's like ordering a pizza.
I mean I love some drunk compliments, but he just wasn't up to my low standards.
I apparently used the line "I'm a bouncer too so i would know if I were too drunk" then they asked me to leave.
She just asked if I wanted to eat nachos off of her boobs... I'm going to marry this girl.
He doesn't like Sabbath and that alone is a GIANT red flag. Learn from my experiences and never, I mean NEVER associate with people that hate Black Sabbath and Motörhead.
I'm not drinking for the rest of the week. I need discipline, celery, dick, and a bible.
Point in my hangover when I'm honestly not sure if I'm about to puke, or shit my pants.
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