And mexicans. My burrito likes you.
my 3 year old cousin just woke up screaming "IT WON'T GO DOWN!'
Admittedly I was a little ambitious with some of the positions but you walked in during the worst of it.
you almost dropped the shot glass then you thought you were such a hard ass for catching it that you slammed it on the table and broke it
marshmallow pipe was a success. so was melon pipe. come try it
the boys love us. they call us "the stoner girl suite down the hall". not very inspired, but flattering nonetheless
hey this is Madison. you gave me your number last night and asked me to remind you that you didn't fuck anyone. you okay?
I say we start a new tradition. I came up with it all by myself. It's called work out, lay out, black out
When you called me you were telling a hobo that you couldn't spare ten bucks bc that was your beer money. All your words were slurred.
Fuck him.
Dude if you're not gonna answer them I'm gonna stop snapchatting you my hook ups
I'm remembering the time we thought it was a brilliant idea to put koolaid powder in shots of goldschlager
I'm not saying I haven't been that drunk. I'm just saying I haven't been that drunk and then have cops buy me shots.
I got back and Katie was asleep holding a burrito. I woke her up and she ate it and passed back out.
You casually put your finger in my ass and other people are weird..
Damn him and his beautiful face and body and penis.
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