So how was last night?
Let's just say I danced with the devil
Huh?
I'm going to Hell for sure
Does getting a boner while watching the celtic women sing opera on ETV make me cultured?
as we were driving back from the frat house he pulled down his pants and convinced me his penis "wanted some air"
How fortunate humanity is that it need not rely on the female orgasm for procreation
Weekday college schedule so far: get high as tits. Watch Family Guy marathons. Repeat.
Everyone threw up but him. I took off my shirt because I puked on it. There were also a lot of drag queens involved.
Well after last night I am convinced he is real life Tyler Durden. He only exists to me and somehow keeps me out of jail this entire time
Now I have the walk of shame to give the receptionist the bathroom key back, I've had it for 20 minutes. I should just smile and wink. She knows what went down.
You were too drunk yesterday to deal with me crying so I am too drunk to deal with logic.
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
My dick looks like crazy bread
pics are now mandatory
After you puked in the bathtub you claimed you were never eating quesadillas again and you never even ate a quesadilla
I just got a text from a guy. The python is ours if we want.
Wait... why were you finger painting at one in the morning?
Found your bra
Where?
Hanging in the tree
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