bobby jindal makes me wanna cover my ears. you make me wanna smile.
what part of "i slept with our hot teacher" are you not excited about?!
the part where you beat me to him
fair enough.
I think I might stay on campus instead of going home for thanksgiving and see how many townies I can hook up with and no one will be around to judge
Good, she had spurs on her boots. That is a sign for instant herp attack.
Two questions: what are you doing RIGHT NOW? and do you know how to drive a golf cart?
I drink to make the karaoke go away.
We're you guys there last night when everyone started chanting "Nacho Steph"? Someone picked me up, carried me to the nacho cheese and made me do a nacho cheese stand.
Pretending to be completely fried so the odd girl next to me doesnt suspect im simply staring at her.
Is it frowned upon to puke at Keeneland while you're betting on horses or is it just whatev
My pants are like a grocery bag containing ONLY jelly beans right now.
Go forth my little lesbian, get your gayme on
Next time you see his dad you should let him know you are now Eskimo brothers.
I am thankful for thumbs.
Because without thumbs, we would be dolphins.
Land dolphins.
also, sleeping with your chipotle guy sounds like a good idea until you want chipotle on your day off and have to look somewhat presentable to acquire said chipotle.
Who was that dick in the suit telling us to stop drinking?
The priest.
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