So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
You kept running into the wall most of the night. When people asked you what you were doing you told them you were the kool-aid man and there was little kids on the other side of the wall who needed your juice
They thought we spoke German and French even though we just kept repeating "I give to you a cat" and "Are you drunk?"
We need to stop sleeping with people based on which NFL team they like.
First off, get on bc solely in preperation for this event. Second, as my little sister you have a lot of whore to live up to.
I cannot even. Taco bell reception. Beers. New friends from Georgia.
I'll still trying to understand the context of your "punch her with my cock" comment.
True life. I have to get a nose job due to a deviated septum from blowing coke. Thank you college.
The upside of a losing football weekend is that there are more sad frat boys willing to let loose their inner gay man.
Well to me, someone is not really my friend until we go to a mcdonalds drunk at 4am. It's like a right of passage
I guess I was blacked out I hopped a fence and hugged a cow that night.
I was shitfaced. I filled my contact case WITH TANNING LOTION
I just went to cvs and bought condoms, handcuffs and a coloring book
Sometimes I get confused on who I really actually know and who's lives I just know everything about via internet. Its a fine line
I apparently ooze single. The second I left his house after break up sex five of my old booty calls text me
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