its always fun the next morning to look around the room and see where all the clothing landed.
I just got my poem back from the prof, there's a sticker of a girraffe on it and it says "you're awesome!" ... How can this even be considered real college?!?
We just found a handle of vodka in our fridge and no one knows how it got there. God I love spring break.
I'm covered in salsa and facewash. I think I'm doing something wrong over here.
This guy kept running around with a blender giving people shots of everclear and vodka. Best. Toga. Party. Ever.
It seems like every guy I've hooked up with all end up hanging out together, its like a cult.
i introduced myself to everyone by my new name, thundergooch. i threatened the neighbors with a hammer when they used my real name. needless to say, sailor jerry was not kind to me.
after you left he started opening his bottles by smashing the neck against the edge of the fireplace and pouring beer into his mouth. it was about the manliest thing ive ever seen. its probably how lumberjacks open their beers... if they didnt have their axes handy.
but we were going camping. it only made sense to bring the 6 ft bong
Evvvvvveryone knows we hooked up in the DJ booth. People call it the BJ booth now. I've created a legacy
Literally the only clue I have to try and figure out my blackout adventures is a draft on twitter that just says "Mummies alive!"
Its not often you get to say, "The security guard at my job is my new drug dealer," but as of last night, I get to say it.
Like how hard is it to come up to me with chocolate and wine and say "hey, you're beautiful. Wanna marathon Doctor Who in sweatpants?" Hell yes!
U just kept yelling her vagina wasn't a priority bc u had a bowl of cheerios calling your name
I think my life is a one-way ticket to blackout city.
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