I don't make mistakes...just understandable bad choices.
this is amy. the small petlike person from the womens bathroom at the reef.
Walk of shame was bad enough, but farting with each step as I walked past his roommates was just not cosmically fair.
i knew he was a douchebag when his facebook activities were "ladeis," and "gettin crunk wit ladeis"
your drunk mistake has arrived...he is the one wearing a poncho
He managed to scream "cowabunga bitch" before he went down on me. Let me know if you still like him.
She dumped a fish bowl of alcohol on herself. Just like flash dance.
do we own a ladder
We do not.
then how am i on the roof
I'll just save you what dignity you have left by letting what happened die with your lack of memory and/or liver.
I just realized I haven't had a date or a potential possibility of a date in about a year. Then I realized I wanted to actually go on a date. But I'm sitting here getting high instead of being at a party. Life.
Tackling and headbutting friends, running away and hiding from everyone, attempting to streak across campus, and then waking up with no sign of a hangover... happy 21 to me
Shout out to my liver for being the true MVP. It easily put in more work than LeBron or Curry this week.
I am going to paint butt plugs like little Christmas trees and give them as gifts.
You could paint cock rings as wreaths.
Well, I got drunk and told my family about what I expected sexually after a good first date.
Unless you want to see me masturbate, I think skype is a no go for now.
Randomize
