yea..i want to get out of new york for a bit too but for the love of god not to new jersey. that's like getting tired of the stripclub and getting yourself a toothless prostitute.
just got booed by the entire restaurant.
hey you forgot your wet suit in my room you can come grab it whenever
Shame tastes like burnetts and latex
they call him the transporter because he'll be your designated driver in exchange for sufficient weed or sex.\n
what about money
no - he has a code he lives by
kool aid jammers and 151...our childhood has officially been corrupted.
The paramedics came back to shotgun beers with us.
I just put fruit snacks in my sangria instead of real fruit. Its like freshman year all over again..
We couldn't afford sangria freshman year. We're lucky we had fruit snacks..
also, made a drinking game out of my birthday photos....drink everytime alcohol is in a photo. going through all 350 of them.
we passed out in our seats at the game for about 3innings. I guess they showed it on the big screen. nap n rally!
Also the fuck cup must be buried with me
Some male strippers are here, I threw pancakes at them. It's ok
It bothers me when I see my old fuck buddies starting families on Facebook.
It's not my fault, Tequila turned all my alarms off.
Imagine we only get one cock for the rest of your life. I’d pick his dick. That good!
Randomize
