we're blogging at a bar
what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
i dont want to stoop that low. but my dick does.
Your scrotum should have touched every square inch of that place by now. Start with the water fountain.
We left the bar, went to a sex shop, bought penis shotglasses, went back to the bar and insisted that the bartender used them.
Well, I want to see you regardless of whether or not you will lick whipped cream off my body.
If her puking on your pool table is her sign of a good night, it's time to intervene.
You didn't hold all these dicks to become a party planner!
Had a guy offer me a shot. But he wimped out when I asked for tequila and instead ordered gummi bear shots. I don't think he has balls. I didn't stick around to find out.
Just made a beer run. At 9am. In my pjs. I should not be graduating today
So I had sex with a hook nosed, lisping masadonian last night.
Glad that degree in literature is paying off. Nice adjectives. Maybe set the bar a little higher though?
I got you a "sorry you think I'm pregnant" present
Just busted the chick who slept with my boyfriend with alcohol. God I love being an RA.
Whats spookier? Halloween or waking up to a drunk text from your ex telling you how awesome you are at 2am
"I'm 22, I could die in a piano bar." -a sentence i actually just said to my boss
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