I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
my throat hurts so bad i feel like i just gave head to a cactus.
on a side note you can NOT make bong water out of a pear
totally worth getting kicked out for trying to throw my drink on lindsay lohans ankle bracelet.
I saw him walking to campus with his beer in his hand in the same sweats he wore walking to campus with a beer in his hand yesterday.
Also, my drunkenly packed sleepover kit consisted of a singular sock, my uncharged laptop, and a pack of post-it notes.
I really am. The stoner chick wants to get a python.
Walked back to my room from the bus last night and all I see is 3 of my friends on the porch chugging whiskey and then throwing up in unison
Drunk life lesson just learned the hard way: do not try to play hump the great dane. He may take you up on it.
I made out with an Italian cab driver. Not cool. Help. Good news he will drive us anywhere we want to go as long as you cook food?!?!?! I want to melt into the pavement.
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
I should've realized you were drunk when you began to point at my crotch while yelling "Funland!!!"
I want to share a beverage of the alcoholic category with you, but I'm conflicted about getting out from under my covers.
She came so hard that after she finished, she started a slow clap and then told me she pulled a muscle.
Damn it. Can't order pizza. Can't do the hot tub. No one to invite over for loud, kinky sex. What's the point of being here alone?!
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