I hate it when you make eye contact with someone bcs you are about to make fun of them and they take it as a hint to come hit on you.
you tried to do a keg stand and ended up flipping over it and onto the table
you hid your keys in a box of lucky charms because drunk you was apparently going to eat them for breakfast...
and then she judged me for using my bra as a potholder. hard times my friend, welcome to college.
You just kept shouting "I AM AN ADULT!" until he agreed to carry you home on his shoulders.
You were crying because you hate wine coolers but you really wanted to prove you could finish it
If I die young bury me in satin. And make sure there's a taco bar at my funeral.
Why did you send me 12 pictures in a row of your expressionless face at 2:30 am?
You are one of my favorite baseball you have fun today
I wrote myself a letter, like I think drunk me wants to be pen pals or something
Honestly, I want an afternoon of mild abuse, mixed with face fucking and general molestation that turns in love making, laughter and cinnamon toast crunch naked in bed.
We watched ESPN, hooked up, got waffles. You know, a typical weekend.
Somehow I went from sitting in a car upside down to waking up in the grass surounded by paramedics. It was a great night.
he's drunk and referred to his shoes as foot condoms
I don't remember anything beyond the drinking game but I woke up in my own pee this morning so I'm just gonna go out on a limb and say I overdid it.
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