: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
Dude, she knew her leg was on fire and she kept dancing. Bad-fucking-ass.
you were carrying a trash bag around insisting it was your purse. I'll let you guess how your night went
I'm covered in pickle juice. Why do you people leave me alone?
Judging by her face, I'd say she's at least dabbled with meth...
Apparently, we were running around the apartment, singing into pickles, the routinely slapped our passed out friends with them.
All i remember was you crying naked on the bathroom floor because you were cold. I got you a blanket and you kept kicking it off and crying because you were still cold.
It's home.......I'm going to the store in disguise to get skittles and cake frosting. Then I'll eat the frosting in a dark corner while I cry and wonder what I did to deserve this.
She wanted to make popcorn, but the air-popper was broken. So she dumped the entire container of kernels into the clothes dryer. Drunk movie night was a success!
her vagina just converted me to Judaism.
You tired to make us "vodka tacos". Which was just you dipping pitas in vodka.
Any good?
Well. FUCK YA. But that's beside the point
He said he could outsmoke me so I challenged him to a weed duel. I don't always very competitive but when I do...
I almost got decked by a guy who looked like Mr. Clean. How was your night?
Let's celebrate our country being screwed by screwing.
she passed out standing next to the car. her head hit the door so hard the alarm went off. she instantly snapped out of it and started sprinting away
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