Vomit. Vomit. Whatever. You wear a tiara in public.
and then I told him he looked like the Gordon's Fisherman dude. I don't think he thought it was funny, because he 'forgot' to pay for my beer.
This just in: Jon Gosselin's address-The Alexandra. I bet if we showed up he'd date us.
The sky will open, cue choir of angels: "oh! wow! Matt was right! Not only will I grow out my bush, but I'm going to date straight, available men!"
he is a creepy guy.
yea thats what heroine does to ppl.
I miss vodka workout Fridays
I apologize for getting really drunk, taking off my shirt, bitching someone out, crying, and breaking something at your party next weekend...
this speak and spell drinking game will be the death of us all.
You peed on a pole and declared to a cop that it was your pole and yelled at him to not even look at it, and then yelled at all of us for looking at it.
tried to make it look like I had been conscious/awake and out all day when I stumbled into cvs at 6pm to buy plan B
update: I failed
oh man that would be weird.. i feel like we should do dirty things before anything super intimate like a massage.
YOU HAVE BEEN BAD TOUCHED BY THE LEPRECHAUN OF CHOICES
Well he had a nice beard and it smelled good so there was no way I wasn’t going home with him.
Ate a slug for 39 dollars
I wouldn't expect anything less from a PhD student
My life is a random series of events connected only by bottles of Seagram's 7
Randomize
