You can call me Bill Clinton. I brought 2 good looking Asians home last night.
alright she left, finally time to fart up the room
He's having a heart to heart coversation with the keg about what he should do with his life.
I only wish the guy being lead around by his cock at the drag show was the weirdest part of my night.
He compliments me like a gay guy and fucks me like a starved nympho. I'm in love.
Wheres my essay?
You mean the vodka drenched shreds of paper taped all over the walls of the hallway?
Well I almost walked away with an Irish guy's boarding pass and some south guy's dignity
we found him passed out on the baseball field with two 40oz and wearing a tophat.
Where did he get the tophat?
For a pair of gay men you destroy a lot of vagina.
I've already come to terms that I'm gonna have to bone a few gross librarians, but hey, it's college
I feel as if some line has been crossed, but only in this vague, WTF sort of way.
You peed all over his floor and had a bottle popped in your ass when you passed out. Don't tell me I'm "still living in my college days"
Fuck it. I'm going for it. You're only young once, right?
You've been saying that for 5 years now. Let me know when the novelty wears off.
I wasn't that gone.
Dude, you cried and said how sorry you were when we asked why you had the dip.
No you just wanted to pass out in your hallway because your room was too far away
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