I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
You'll be the guy with the raft that sells burritos on the river. You'd be legendary.
I just saw the list where the U.S. doesn't even rank in the top 10 in drinking countries. I know its Tuesday but....its for America
I'm honestly too sad to drink and hang out with strippers. This breakup sucks.
you just stood there spinning and got mad if anyone tried to stop you
Also, just almost microwaved cereal. Thank god mom is here to stop me.
Eight drinks in. Subject is fondling chips before eating them. Intoxicated texting has expanded from best friend to random guy I met in FBLA.
Drunk dialed the ex last nigh; turns out I miss dialed. The stranger who answered played along and apologized for sleeping with my cousin. She sent me a txt this morning to let me know.
Kindest stranger ever. Marry that girl.
My phone just said I texted someone at 430a and said let's fight. Then I texted them an hour later and said thanks.
Nothing wrong with a few meaningless hookups. Keeps the mind occupied and the body satisfied
alcohol and riverdancing are a dangerous mix. have a spraind ankle. i die now
It's five in the morning. wtf?
He sent me a snap of him eating a tamale shirtless. I think I might be in love.
LOCK HIM DOWN.
That was years ago. And it was chlamydia.
Just broke into the basement of my house via my american red cross blood donor card. I officially save lives
I told her I wanted to go swimming and she responded with jello shots, taking off her clothes, and jumping into the pool...I think I'm in love
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