Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
you were convinced campus grass and foliage would give you your daily serving of vegetables to balance out the amount of alcohol you drank.
Her birthday cake consisted of a shot of tequila with a candle in it
It's 8 am and he's already trying to get me to make out with a girl.
I just witnessed someone getting head in the parking garage. Don't ever tell me Baylor is too conservative again.
And just when I was about to fall asleep, he hit me in the face, and claimed he's a "violent sleeper".
I mean we've tried to get high on nutmeg, we clearly dont know the definition of "too far"
He tried to cuddle with me after we hooked up and i just looked at him and said why are you still here?
My near death experience also doubled as my coming out story
they all just nodded
I booty called her while she was in labor.
If you value my life, if you value your own, please look for that godforsaken cookie. Please.
Everyone is now just referring to it as "the night Hannah couldn't get laid" so needless to say you didn't miss much
We're about to play the try not to vom at the president's house game...
No actually you're a pro. You puked on the cab ride, and managed to completely contain it in your purse. the cabbie was even impressed.
I tired using vodka to remove my makeup
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