last night you decided it was time to "get organized" and "straighten out your life." You pulled out a bag of troll dolls, sorted through them and got nostalgic. You demanded both andy and i take one and keep it forever.
Pooping in your heated bathroom to the sound of rain and instrumental guitar might be the greatest experience ever.
I am so getting Plan B when we get home. Not getting knocked up by a dude with a hair piece.
dude i have an english essay and a bio lab due tomorow
so basically your not goin out tonight?
who said that?
I cant. There's fences everywhere and I think I have a boyfriend. Its fabulous.
It was fun, but I mean, any day that starts with shower tequila is bound to be good.
There are 18k people at the game and I'm next to the one guy who pulls his underwear down to his ankles to piss.
Some guy walked in while I was taking a piss and asked me if I knew of a back way out of the bar. He looked pretty freaked out.
I still have way too many Frat houses to get blackout drunk at before I'm get in any type of relationship
why does drunk me think that doing things like throwing up on my desk and all over my 15 page lab report is okay
But on the plus side, what he lacked in size he made up for with speed. And grunting.
The bump on my forehead, i think, was from falling asleep at front door, on my knees, slumped over. But we played good music so what?
she was puking nonstop out of the car window in the rain during our hour long drive back, we got lot of honks
I just masterbated to the home shopping channel...what have I become...
So, anyways, aside from wanting to seduce my roommate for booze, how's everything been
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