I puked in a mailbox on the way back from your house.
I wish i could tell a story about guys I know without the phrase "and then I blew him." coming up.
Who was that guy you went home with?
Hang on, I'm trying to ask his name right now.
You were yelling at the cops across the street saying they were at the wrong party
i think i was tempted to text while we were making out. like i remember holding my phone up behind his head and just staring at it.
All I kmoe is rheres a coffee pot full pf vodka in my purse
Sorority life is like alcoholic girl scouts, plus douchebags in polos.
Apparently you need a permit for a flamethrower.
Dude. If I met a dinosaur right now. we'd totally be on the same page. Brainwaves and shit.
jen just told me ur idea of revenge was saluting while letting his bong float away while attached to some balloons.
You got kicked out after 30 minutes, 3 beers and 2 shots. Group record. Also you kept rubbing his belly and calling him buddha.
Apparently we carried the stove upstairs. I Woke up with it in my room.
I still maintain we were not that drunk......
Dude, Dimensionally it doesn't even fit in that stairway! We might have to knock a wall out to get it back down!
I just want to make out with him forever
I'm so pissed theres no male strip clubs around where we are staying I looked extensively
Nothing says "single girl" quite like Pinot Grigio and canned ravioli at 11:30 pm....
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