I love college. Only here at ten in the morning can you hear "Man, hot sauce on my pussy was my worst idea in a long time." while walking down the hall.
I drew a venn diagram at the top of my final comparing stuff i know and stuff on the test.
I'm at the grocery store buying monistat and corn nuts. thank god for self check out.
There's something really special about 3:00 in the afternoon drunk that just can't be duplicated at any other time of day.
We did however see an 87 year old guy die and get resuscitated last night at the bar. He then finished his beer and his game of pool.
I may be new to bar life, but full on grabbing my vag shouldn't happen...anywhere.
Rush week is fine, only the t-shirts are white and if it rains, the frat boys in their lawn chairs will be treated to 800 freshmen girls in their first wet tshirt contest.
Welcome to college.
Oh god. I finally realized why the coked out Stevie wonder was explaining the concept of movember to the McDonalds clerk. Drunk me didn't process that another month comes after Halloween... It's apparently November.
Just got cockblocked by my GF's wedding shower... That's a first. And I have to buy a gift.
The only thing I like when I am high is sex. And Cheez Its. But mostly sex.
Nothing. Its like my body doesn't know how to function on a Saturday when its not hungover and/or still drunk.
Odd start to the day - the FBI just showed up at my apartment.
not sure if destroying him emotionally was worth it but damn it's a fucking hilarious story
drinks after work?
that question mark offends me.
As long as it's more "this is where i see an issue" vs "psst.... tiddies" then i have no argument
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