You remember correctly you did get a golf cart ride out but it wasnt because you were special. You were so smashed you were screaming tiger at random golfers in the middle of there backswing.
Waldo just asked us for directions. Even he doesn't know where he is.
I have shoes on. No pants. And my jacket pockets are full of ketchup and grass. Yes. Good night.
Talking about the game in the closet with a banana wearing sunglasses.
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
I need to get my pants from under your porch. People are asking questions.
There's a patch of dead grass from where you would notoriously throw up after every good night in July. This summer was great.
Running across campus through Hurricane Sandy while hammered and in a slutty cowgirl costume obviously should be top priority tonight
How is it that I've hooked up with not one but two guys in the children's section of a bookstore tonight?
I'm not gonna lie, my internet creeping skills scare me. I'm like Liam Neeson in Taken
Came home from this girls horse at 6am to find a guy lighting off roman candles in front of my door. Best walk of fame I've ever had.
Dude, you fell into a tree, and both of the tables, AND the window well... Resilient aren't you?
Apparently I thought every drink in my house needed to have a buddy so I put some vodka in each one. Long story short being wasted at work because the gatorade you brought is 60% liqour is not a great idea.
well...I was at work...until someone dropped dead during their performance of "I believe I can fly". It was karaoke night.
I love friends. Friendship is wonderful. I wish the rain was my friend
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