I have this horrible feeling I'm going to blackout tonight & only be able to say 'wasabi bobby' over & over again.
We video chatted for almost two hours. But I woke up with puke on my keyboard. The question of the day: were we still chatting when I vommed? No idea.
they just tried to tell me they weren't big into drugs. A) it was the 70's. B) I've seen the pictures.
just found his boxers balled up inside my tights, hidden in my freezer. damn i love college.
His bookmark is a piece of toilet paper. No shame there.
He tried to say the picture wasn't him. Like I'd forget his curved boner.
will i regret this in the morrning? probably. but every decision is good during happy hour
you're a fucking everclear ninja. the whole goddamn formal blacked out. you're the worst dj ever
but I'm the best friend ever. I got you laid
We found Kyle. He was next door yelling at the elderly couple to let him continue his golf game. No more afternoon drinking for him.
I just heard a 350 lb guy with a stutter describe getting blood in his eye as he was shanking his cellmate and, more generally, how to survive as a white guy in jail.\n\nYou should really consider going to some AA meetings
It sucks laughing and vomiting at the same time, trust me. I kind of remember
Yeah. Still not happy that my prof saw a picture of my vag.
How's everyone else's ass tattoo today?
Just saw a fat guy on a flower print moped. He's my hero.
You'll be pleased to know I just had an elaborate day dream about your penis. you were there too.
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