Only at my house do scrabble games turn into fist fights. I won though... the fight not the board game.
the only reason why im excited to go home for break is to finally eat real fucking food and have normal bowel movements.
i ditched last period to have sex with him. i had to change into my skank clothes in the church parking lot. little kids were on the swings.
nothing about this is right.
apparently there was a flour fight and couch sex...
I'm out of mixers so I am using sugar water. Times are tough.
He wrote on the paper that he wanted a "Ptitty burreto" from taco bell...when we ordered it the girl paused and entered "Potatoe burrieto"....we laughed
that's where you went wrong. never assume I'm adult enough to do something on my own.
I had to dig my own trench to puke in at the resort. That much fun.
Running my fingers through my hair is like that scene from Patch Adams where the girl goes swimming in a pool of spaghetti. I love molly.
You're still my best friend even though you continue to pass out on random toilets every time you drink
I swear if you get so drunk that I have to sing Bohemian Rhapsody to you again to get you to come out of the bathroom I'm leaving you at the bar this time.
How do you explain to your mom that you let your friend stab you in the leg while drunk and high on coke?
I think he just shit his pants. Yep he did. That's unfortunate.
This town reeks of teen pregnancy.
That 2-CB was ass.
You mean the asprin cut with pez?
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