So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
ok 1 i realized people actually live in central wisconsin and 2 culvers could be a good place to pick up chicks today
Oh, don't even get me started. Harry Potter is so pure. Twilight is just teenage girl porn.
Revelation of the day. Bulimia is dumb. Anorexia is easier.
You suck.
What's worse: not calling my parents in Dallas to make sure they're alright or not taking shelter to masturbate all over my douchebag roommates clothes?
I worry about you.
i may or may not have triedto pee like a boy and then dipped cheese ino the olive oil
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
You knocked on your freshman year room door, told the kids who opened it "I own you", and attempted to force-feed them everclear.
You gave me a bottle of tequila and introduced me to a ginger named cowboy. I actually love you.
Just in case you forgot, last night you came home drunk and pissed all over my laptop. You owe me a laptop.
I don't remember that much at all. But I guess I met this guy from New Zealand and his dog, and then I punched someone in the face.
No I will not paint you for Mardi Gras in town. It is going to rain and you don't need another ID charge
He just showed up at my house with a giant box of Trojans and a 6-pack of Yoohoo "for a special treat afterwards". I'm in love.
you blew the guy with all the harry potter paraphanelia didn't you
What you have to understand is that our lives aren't a disappointment so much as they crashed and burned with lethal doses of radiation and dog shit.
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