yah I made NO friends last night. at one point i think i replaced talking with spitting
I wonder if all of the nights I blacked out will be revealed to me when I die. Have you ever thought about that?
he looks like a really good dad on facebook
in the bathroom helping her wash cum out her eye. pretty much explains my sex life
He was just laying on the stairs and then screamed, "Is that a clubhouse?" I haven't seen him since
He told me I just kept sending him the word sex and dollar signs.
The only good thing about this is that the pharmacy guy will stop trying to add me on Facebook.
Well I almost walked away with an Irish guy's boarding pass and some south guy's dignity
yea last night was a repeat of newyears...exept this time it ivolved a fish costume, throw up, a hole in the roof, and cops...lots of cops
I call BS on that! THAT WAS TOTALLY AN INTERCEPTION. JENNINGS HAD THAT.
PEOPLE ARE FLIPPING FURNITURE HERE. IN THE ROOM ABOVE ME. I HEARD SOMEONE WOOKIE CALL IN ANGER FROM SOMEWHERE IN THIS BUILDING.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared, even a little.
It was like we had a conversation with our eyes.
Was it a good conversation?
It was an awkward, sexual conversation.
it's the amount of time you spend on preventing me from puking that really cements this friendship
She definitely peed in a bucket in their closet last night. We should warn them about that, right?
My apartment looks like the apocalypse of sobriety.
So um... You probably shouldn't post that picture of me and your crotch just because that's a new level of raunchiness that I'm not willing to accept yet
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