So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
I think his glow in the dark Star Wars sheets, at the time, really turned me on.
If you can't do the LSAT hung over. You can't do the LSAT. That's the real practice.
I will now attempt to shave my public hair into a Christmas tree.
The bouncer was kicking me out and I put up my finger for him to wait while I chugged the rest of my drink..all he could say is "are you serious right now?"
It's 5:30am in Vegas and I'm eating McDondalds next to crying prostitutes.....low point.
My god. We'll be gay porn millionaires.
he was banged his ex for coke the whole time and is still the best guy so far this year. standards need to be raised.
I'm so bored right now i'm literally Googleing all the possible ways to get high with household items as my mom is sitting in front of me..
But you've got to admit , for how blackout I was I look fucking unreal in those pictures
Given he decided my interview was a date, showed up drunk and insisted on carrying me everywhere, we weren't off to a good start.
I was walking out the front door and heard his roomate say "It looks like you need a chiropractor." I think my work here is done.
he just sent me a dick pic, it highly resembled a cheese stick
I am drunk at 8am listening to Cyndi Lauper and dressed up in a penguin suit
Eventually the conversation shifted (as it always does) to Sex toys.
Randomize
