Whoa! I think of you when I eat cottage cheese.
Well, it's 24 hours till finals. I need high A's on all of them and I still am not sure where exactly on campus most of my classes took place.
So what if i ate it off the ground. Its like i found a five dollar bill just laying there, in burrito form.
You are the patron saint of my drinking problem.
Nothing says I have a hang over like telling your boss to "eat your shit"
When I opened my laptop there was a half eaten little debbie oatmeal cream pie inside.
I decided that Calgary can keep my underwear. They earned it.
And the funny thing is when I went to the kitchen this morning, all 4 pizzas were still there in their boxes, untouched. My question to you is: what were we eating last night?
I love you so must. You as do fraty. You are truly my veste breakable (ties I wtf racket Andover). Luce you. Have a safe drive bio dough failover.
Just resonded to a booty call with "how much effort is required on my part?" I think I've finally reached the point of smoking too much pot
I told him we could use my stove to make weed brownies, from that point on he kept reffering to me as "best pledge ever"
well that's what you get for sleeping with a guy called 'the defiler'
my roommate woke me up with head. more awkward than it sounds.
You know you're an upperclassmen when you go to a party with no makeup, wet hair, weed socks, and no shoes, take a shot ski, then leave
God knew I'd have horrible taste in men, so made me asexual to ensure I'd never fuck them.
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