Hi Jason, it's Liz. We dont need you to pick us up anymore. I dont care if you will be here in a milisecond. And you should know im wearing really amazing shoes.
i left the bar a little after you and ended up flipping my car in the arbys drive thru
it's not gay if you rub your penis between their butt cheeks and pretend they are tits
For once I'm glad there wasn't morning sex. Yes, that sore from the night before.
I don't know where my bra went.
Welll you ran into the street, took it off and yelled "I'm a free woman!". And then you threw it at some homeless guy.
just leaving uw hospital. they thought i had franzia-induced appendicitis. whaaaaat
When you guys came back from the bar, I thought everyone was a T-Rex - Thats why i was hiding under the table. Never doing shrooms with Drunk people again
I feel like our low point of the night was when we had to start chasing with ice cubes and wheat thins.
From the same High Brittany who brought you such thoughts as, "Fuck, am I wearing shoes?" Comes High Brittany on a date! Stay tuned. This will be interesting.
No it'll be my boobs and the luge part will be from my nipples. Everyone will be sucking beer from my perfectly sculpted and partially melted tits.
So I think my motto should be "losing bras and dignity every weekend" but like in a really amazing way
I've made a single handle of rum last like three weeks and my mom hasn't even acknowledged it.
Fall is here I will miss walking downtown in nothing but paint and pasties
Elliott peed on my floor and slept in it lol that's a one line description.
I'm not well. Although it could be worse.
My cousin is so hungover she quit her job.
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