Me. At least after what I've been through.
The parties out here are fucking awesome and I've got the grades to prove it.
tuesday night obama will do an address about the oil spill at 8... it'll only be about 15 minutes... but i think thats plenty of time for a drinking game. key words "oil" "bp" and "responsibility"?
Fuck yes. Let's make bingo cards.
Worst night here by far. And ive slipped in my own piss so thats saying something
Im in a bar and I just invented a scrabble drinking game. People are cheering. It's like the universe has aligned itself.
hey sorry if you felt me holding your hand in the middle of the night I was actually just checking if you had a pulse
i told her i wanted to be the Neil Armstrong of her vagina,
I just watched Matt try to put on a pillowcase thinking it was a t-shirt.
Nope, can't do it. It's a snowball effect. Today, leggings as pants. Tomorrow, female hitler. Natural progression.
The more I drank he just got hotter and hotter. And then the mustache didn't look too bad
You just want me for my pizza coupons and my penis.
We are gonna have a bake sale and the preceded will go towards the abortion
she's throwing knives it scares me
update: broke ceiling. glass everywhere
"Why is there a bottle of Tequila taped to the fan?"
I don't want a big night. But I am okay if we wake up in a penthouse at Crown Casino.
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