: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
i find it sad that i can no longer sit in the back of class for fear that someone will fart into the heater again.
i went through the entire semester and only just now realized there's a girl in my history class that i've hooked up with.
Apparently I climbed into a dryer last night and refused to leave... There are pictures to prove it
After you took the handle off the bathroom door I had to coach the Scottish guy sitting on the toilet, throwing up in his own lap, how to put his pants back on. Yes, I think he won the drinking game.
Why wouldn't u just let me ride the washing machine
I don't not like him. It's just wierd talking to him because we both know I fucked his wife.
In my defense, last night's hookup turned out to be my actual girlfriend. That's gotta count for something, right?
These welts and bruises from letting gay boys whip my thighs last night are a clear indication i should lay off the tequila.
I'm gonna give the beer pong table a viking pyre funeral at the bon fire.
I just need to stop hanging out with girls who drink wine coolers.
Do you remember the guy that smelled like hot dogs?
He asked when the last time I had sex was. I had to look at the clock and respond "12 hours ago"
well ya only live once...
that cant be your answer for every horrible thing you do
What are you, a fucking toaster ?
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