How is it? Sketchville?
cheap drinks and peanuts cancel out any form of sketchiness
I drank like a thousand beers last night and my poo is solid, not gross like usual. I think this means I've grown up.
I have had it with that bitchy sack of crazy. Iam done!
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
He's like my sex unicorn. Elusive and majestic. I'll catch him, I'm baiting with patron.
AND OMG I HOPE YOU ARE GREAT WITH CHILD. COOK THAT BUN!
you should be careful. everyone knows your chances of pregnancy increase by 100 percent when youre the daughter of a religious figure
So if you ever need to know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy that can put a 24oz beer can up his ass... Hit me up...
I just puked my brains out on the side of the road (see picture) And I took a picture for our scrapbook! I am always thinking! =) tell me your proud?!
Who takes their shirt off at the bar?! Classy broad
I do. In all fairness there was someone else's blood on it.
Just asked my roommate if she needs one of my old pill bottles to hold her weed during our move tomorrow. What has grad school done to me?
Okay... I just said "preach it" to the pokemon theme song. I'm hammered.
I was stretching naked in the middle of my room singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow", apparently this is what I do when I'm high and the wifi goes out
What a better way to celebrate that I'm single by becoming a stripper and making $1000 in one night
I made out with him in the club and he endorsed me on Linkedin. My networking skills are off the charts.
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