we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
I woke up this morning with a bag of pepperonis in my bed.... and my facebook status was "pepperonis"
just peed in the tub. didnt notice the passed out drunk guys there until a minute in
The drunken tricycle race really added some class to the Tour de Franzia. Until everyone wiped out and started puking.
I dunno if we should get high tonight man. its daylight savings. time travel is just too much for me right now.
I don't know which is a more impressive stolen object. The couch from a sheer logistical viewpoint, or the parking meter because i'm pretty sure that's a federal offence.
at the end of the day, college isnt gonna be for everyone... and some of us are just going to have to learn how to breathe underwater while sucking cock.
There's jack Daniels coming out of my eyes instead of tears.
Drunk me made out with someone's girlfriend last night, was invited to their place for a semi-threesome, and then walked home at three am. Can't decide if this is better or worse than drunkenly challenging everyone to taekwondo sparring matches...
I feel so nauseous and all I want is string cheese. My life never makes sense.
Tequila is gods way of telling you don't fuck with tequila
Apparently mid making out I got up and said "I need to figure out my life" went in the bathroom and threw up for two hours.
We just had sex in the shed while having a conversation about cheeseburgers...so that's how my day is going
So many questions...the two most important are, where the fuck is my booze and how did you even get the couch through the door?
i love how you, my friend, sends me a picture of herself wearing a shirt that says "i am dead inside" and i'm just like "awww baby you're so cute"
that's just solidarity
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