the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
So we were banging and she started puking all over my bed. I'm not sure what's worse, her puking, or that I felt the urge to start singing Flip-adelphia.
You know those ponds where you go and pay $5 and your guarranteed to catch a fish thats how i describe her
your dad just showed up on the golfcart with a keg. i. love. our. neighborhood.
They poured beer (3 cans) down the toilet so bubbles can be drunk in fishy heaven
Is it 3pm? Or am I losing my mind because it's pickled in vodka and diet coke?
Dude you took some guys glasses off his face and ran out of the bar
Im the macgyver of cooling down beers. The toilet tank was blocked so I couldn't use it.....
Withdrawals are gods way of saying "you're still my bitch"
He just kept repeating "not with an octopus" over and over for hours. Soooooo Porn Dare was a succes.
I have a LOT of reasons to worry about radical feminists taking my lady balls, frankly. A lot.
She gatecrashed the wedding and managed to get an invite to the open bar reception. Lucky bitch
I'm going to miss recovering from hangovers on the beach. Rolling around in my dorm bed and watching Friends reruns is just gonna feel like slumming it.
we're like the harlem globetrotters of underage drinking
I'm really going to need you to stop yelling Campari.
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