the doormen always congratulate him in spanish as he walks me downstairs in the morning
its like think what a normal person would think but completely the opposite.
we got so high we spray painted his girlfriend's UGG boots. she's CRYING. it's hysterical.
What the fuck. The girl next to me just looked at her phone, put her stuff away, and popped a birth control and ran out of class. Lucky fucking guy.
The working title of my paper? "Tailgating: A Big Clusterfuck of Kids Who Dont Actually Give a Shit about Football"
I feel like college is just one giant drunken trip to Taco Bell
It's not my theme song, it's my blowjob song. There's a difference.
I cant believe they held hands while getting simultaneous bjs
I just peed in a flower pot on the veranda while crying and holding a drink
well, obviously he didn't fuck me for my strong moral fiber.
no. i discovered the *exact* amount of drugs i need to do to understand calculus.
Today is all about not throwing up, where the fuck are my keys and does anyone know what happened to that guy in the panda suit my roommate had sex with last night.
Actually let's just focus our energy on not getting committed to a psych ward.
Ok, they now been on the roof for two days. I can see 4 cases of teecate and a carton of smokes. They are yelling at "fucking fall" and pissing off the roof.
Why is it that the asexual in our group is the one that gets laid the most often??
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