Here's my recipe for happiness. Go get a pen. 1. smoke a bowl 2. put on explosions in the sky 3. take a bath. Do this for about 1 hour or until all your problems go away.
And that's when I found out that Patrick wasn't in fact down with O.P.P.
I just realized that if I marry him I will have the same last name as spiderman. this makes my decision so much harder.
I just got a flashback from Saturday night of you helping me wash my feet in the bar's bathroom.
I want him to be my next love. So I'm taking it slow
As in ill only blow him next week
In case this wasn't clear when i said being his wingman was "hopeless", his date walked out on him when he poured a beer on his head trying to shotgun it
He told me since I'm into organics I should know his meat is known locally for its quality and hes hand raised it since age 13.
I had to drink a couple beers this morning so I could attend the keg race. Hangover had to dissipate or it wasn't happening.
Just participated in the saddest thing: Cheetos. Handjob. I have lost at life
I'm playing a lilo and stitch drinking game
Aloha alcoholism.
At what part of the night did you guys leave?
After my hot tub cannonball.
He yelled "Go Ducks" while he came
I had sex in the back of a hot foreign guy with a lacoste eye patch's car
We played a 4 hour game of True American then we fucked on the floor for a couple hours Happy 20th to me
i just ran butt naked down the hall and someone highfived me. i love college.
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