As gay men are we obligated to learn the Single Ladies dance.
Considering last night's endeavors, I am going to hell 5 times over. 1 for puking on a hobo, 1 for laughing about it, and 3 for remembering it today and laughing about it sober
doing shots has become such a natural thing to me that i just instinctively swallowed listerine
Freshman just walked up and thanked me for letting him hide under my bed when the cops showed up to the house last weekend
we tried to steal a tractor last night. you should have come out.
Life gets in the way of sexy Saturday sometimes
I was trying to climb into what I thought was a bunk bed.. Turns out it was just a cabinet under the sink in a bathroom
Can we just cry and dive into a couch-sized bag of sadness-chips, dip them in a la-z-boy sized jar of depression salsa while watching a show called 'Forget Your Hopes and Dreams, Just Kill Yourself'?
But for real though. That weed tastes like the jolly laughter of Santa Claus.
Can you come get me? I woke up in the woods behind the Super 8. I have pizza.
I'm really proud of my unchallenged ability to convert boob guys into ass men
how drunk are you?
Several
It began the way the best stories do—with some naïve jackasses in a place they had no business being at.
You followed me up the stairs while i was throwing up yelling "projectile! projectile! projectile!"
The abomination is in progress. At least one barista side eyed me and the other has fear in her eyes
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