I miss Bob Barker.
Yeah, more like Douche Carey...
I wonder if all of the nights I blacked out will be revealed to me when I die. Have you ever thought about that?
you dont remember trying to break dance in the middle of the casino floor on ur own throw up?
oh that explains alot.
3 different guys in my psych class know me as 3 different names and said hi to me with all 3 different names-Andrea, Grace, and Bella
I've never been more proud of you
he then started listing things that have been up his butt, never drinking in boys town again
She's helping me study for the final by writing the vocab words all over her body.
someone wrote on his wall: "congrats on your engagement"
I think you may want to look into that...
I'll just dance on top of the ping pong table, and if it's stable enough for that, then it's stable enough for sex
I'd say you were a shitshow. Playing floating beer pong in the pool you kept filling other people's cups with pool water and laughing to yourself.
Ordained minister or not I hereby renounce all moral responsibility for any and all related occurrences
The attempted closet masturbation was unforgivable.
That was the most fucked up I've ever seen him. He had the fucking Canola Oil!
He fell asleep cradling my ass and every time I moved he adjusted his hand accordingly. I've found the one.
on a campus of 30,000 people, i should not be able to see every single guy I've ever hooked up with at one party.
Just make sure you put pants on
....then im not going
Our livers are going to hate us.
It's okay, they're regenerative. God wanted this.
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