she was sure she was an eel. She spent 40 minutes sliterhing on the floor to get to her room
2 am we went back to his house. his mom handed us beers and cooked us pancakes. the next morning his dad had washed my car. i lied. living at home after college definitely does not suck.
facebook friend requested him the morning after while he was still asleep in my bed, a whole new level of creeper even for me
I hid a girl's boot last night so I could ransom it back this morning via the "blowjobs for boots" program.
She gave him a lap dance on the glass table. You can guess how that ended
Regular drunk falling on flat ground did not prepare me for drunk falling into a pile of firewood.
Dude. Remember the only two rules I set for that? Always have a sober friend and don't do drugs with a fat chick.
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
Someday, but I will be heavily drugged and there will be no dolphins.
Yeah, he's passed out in my bathroom pantsless. Is it a faux pas to look at his penis?
I mean, I already put pants on today. We're already halfway there
Learn from my mistakes, you naive soul: Gay love triangles are just as dangerous as straight love triangles.
I've slapped too many boys and done too many naked laps for it only to be 10:30pm
Dude this weed has me so paranoid.
Yeah tell me about it I just screamed after I coughed because my own cough scared me.
Do u think the bouncer will let me in with a giant stuffed snake?
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