things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
remember the good old days of high school when a half gal would last for more than a nite
I don't think blacking out in class is a good idea. But I'm game
Just interrupted a freshman tour to ask where the sexual health center is. Figured I'd just give us all what we were really looking for.
the condom is still stuck, that's what I get for being responsible
You stumbled in the house, mumbled something about a cheese party, grabbed a block of cheese and the whiskey, and left.
One thing noone tells you about getting put in the drunk tank is do it barefoot. You get free flipflops.
Do you think that my Facebook profile picture kinda look like im being raped by a 10 foot polar bear ?
The beer shits the day after completing the World Beer Tour at Epcot are just as epic as the tour itself.
Now I'm having a post-sex brownie. Is this the life? I think it might be
You KNOW it was a good night when you find French fries AND taco remnants in your bra when you get home...
She sent me a thank you card for not fucking her boyfriend...
I woke up to find I still had sequins under my tits. I'd say Sunday was a success.
Tequila shots and throwing it at a bell.
This is dumb. I'll keep doing it.
Leave it to my mom and I to turn the hearing into a drinking game.
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