We were chasing that deer in the quad and next thing I remember I woke up in my RAs bed. I'm probably in trouble.
my drunken desire to be gossip girl continues to ruin friendships for me
I woke up this morning naked, with a to-go box from Qdoba, an entire meal completely untouched. I have been piecing together my night to find some answers. I feel like Nancy Drew.
He just knocked over the beer pong table... I haven't seen so much fail in one room since I watched "Mall Cop" with my grandma
my life is one jail cell away from being a bad country music song.
lets grab drinks (in a friendly, not super awkward because ive eaten your ass kind of way) sometime soon
wow.
what the fuck is a social media consultant, who does she consult for, and how bad is she at it? her facebook account is currently hacked and posting ads for the ipad 2 on my newsfeed
We need to play Chardee MacDennis. Contact me when you have an available date. This is not a question.
A horseman, i repeat, a man on a horse downtown just told me i was gorgeous and my friends were not. Not drunk enough.
Was my mother there when I broke the stipper pole?
Wasn't his fault he kicked a hole in the wall, they should have never tried to give him a bath after tequila.
She failed the Charleston discretion test, although puking in her armpit was very innovative.
My diet has been 80% Fun Dip this week, soooo, no. Not good.
Note to self: never fuck a Canadian, surprisingly highly disappointing
Dude what happened last night?
I don't know, I'm still trying to figure out how I got my clothes back on.
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