similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
i need a new camera phone. my pictures from last night are as blurry as my memories. and neither tell me why i woke up in an airplane hangar.
ok watching intervention on tv. when i hit rock bottom - i wanna be THIS chick.
I've come to accept that no matter where I step in our apartment, your underwear will be there.
You stood next to him taking HUGE gasps of air in an attempt to second hand smoke his cig because you didn't have one...
I feel like strippers are like dogs, the more you show you're terrified the faster they come at you.
I'm pretty sure they had a hash wedding cake. I love college weddings.
you tried turning the bar into a spelling b competition last night and every time someone couldn't spell something you would make them chug.
Wors thing about having a cop dad: random drug testing
Unlike bears, this weekend is not the #1 threat to America. It is, however, the #1 threat to my liver
So good!! I became real good friends with an adorable black lesbian couple from Baltimore and a man in a diaper.
I'd say it's his fault for never running us through proper protocol for "catching your RA in the middle of him banging some girl"
I hooked up with a blind guy last night... he's clapping in order to find his way around our apartment
I SWEAR TO GOD IF SHE FUCKS WITH OUR GOLD GENE POOL
My mom and my boss just had a discussion on FB about the sexual habits of old people. The magic of the Internet.
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