Yeah things got weird. You ate an entire bag of hotdog buns, then tried to catch a tree on fire with a candle.
it was surprisingly calming to be rocked to sleep by his roommate humping on the bottom bunk
for future reference: playing drunken strip-twister is a euphemism for a threesome. just thought you should know.
u kept pointing at random guys and making quacking or mooing sounds.
We are not turning the camelbak into a beer bong
When I eventually hook up with a resident lets refer to it as taking a hands on approach to my job
Oh and I guess I added our cab driver on Facebook. He has "liked" every single one of my beach pictures. Kill me now.
Really? And is this the kinda party we talked about earlier?
Yup. It's just me crying in a closet eating soup
You will never know an awkward moment until your parents pick you up from a one night stand.
thanks for piggy backing me around for the rest of the night when I got too drunk to stand.
Not many people can say they've been photo bombed by an antelope. I sure did.
I got my period today and I cried tears of joy. And then just cried because my cramps are actually killing me from the inside out.
There's hope in those eyes, for a better tomorrow or more cocaine, we may never know, but there's hope.
Despite how often it occurs, I have absolutely no interest in having sex with myself
Me and my boss just exchanged pictures of our bongs and such...I don't know I feel about this
Randomize
