I feel like death. Did you die last night?
Nope. Ready for round 2. Fiesta!
unreal. Greatest comeback since Jesus
hide the guitars, Nate just learned to play free fallin'
things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
im flying all the way to minnesota to see him for four days... cutest-best-friend-reunion or most-epic-booty-call-ever?
who says it cant be both...
He's playing farmville on his phone while puking over the toilet..
Hey man sorry, can't talk. I'm already taking risks by ripping the bong on this conference call.
i just woke up reverse cowgirl on my couch. fully clothed. my laptop is on the floor sideways. blasting gay porn and lady gaga. pizza crust everywhere. goodmorning.
I'm not sure what happened. But I must have won because I obviously stole two full pitchers of beer from the bar and taped a note on them saying "your welcome"
I may have just serenaded the sadface couple sitting on a bench outside the dorm by singing Bye Bye Bye.
There was definitely a significant amount of cookie dough in my bra
His balls looked like two miss shaped chicken nuggets
I spent the entire night stroking his hair. He was cool with it. Never thought a ginger stoner would help me work through my social anxiety but here we are.
Apparently I had 2 bloody noses and after my sis put me to bed at the hotel, I escaped and my sister's friend found me in an elevator with some guy
I think I had Hypothermia but was too drunk to notice.
He was passed out, face in the toilet, so I just pissed on his head. Serves him right
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