I have now ridden the bus with a ninja, a samurai and Jesus. Who says the bus is for losers.
you kept falling over in mid-conversation and you just got right back up as if nothing happened...
He was streaking. We were hammered. We had roman candles. It only made sense to shoot them at him.
And you will no longer be getting a thank you note from my vagina
Apparently you missed the drunkest me ever documented. I slept on the hardwood floor and left my pants on the porch to give u a frame of reference.
I told her the only thing I had going for me was my huge cock. She said she was willing to overlook my other shortcomings.
How do I feel about a girl who has a g string tattooed on
Thanks for taking care of me. I hope I didn't pee in your car.
I feel I must have sex with him first to fully decide where my vagina belongs.
Remember that time you puked in a beer pong cup while someone else was playing?
that happened
New Mean Girls drinking game: Everytime someone says Africa or Math, chug.
there may have been a blood oath never to speak of it again...only reason i can think of as to why there was a 1 inch bloody cut on my right boob
Is there a polite/non-lush way to ask how alcohol ranks on their list of priorities? Because like idk how to break the ice furreal.
I haven't reeked of cheap beer and poor decisions in months. I officially hate adult life.
He kept telling me my vagina was a pleasure cave... I ended up just taking it as a complimetn
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