Boner jamz table deep. plus bar deep. wiing waing.
i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
They had miseltoe over the keg.... thats cheating
I'm relatively certain my chiropractor just judged me for admitting that my back is misaligned from the sex we had last night...
I think I pulled my groin stumbling back from the bar. That or the hippo I woke up next to.
The problem with never associating with your roommate is that you never know if they're dead in their room with the door closed or just gone for the weekend...I sprayed some febreeze just in case.
The usual, im laying out. Ipod on shuffle, Large spray bottle to cool myself of and a smaller one filled with chilled vodka. I can spray the vodka right in my mouth without even opening my eyes. THIS IS LIVING....
We walked in and someone handed her an unopened bottle of jack with her name on it. She's like a drunken celebrity.
I will expect an hourly check text to confirm you are alive and that you aren't dead in a ditch somewhere with a hobo dry humping your corpse
Omg. We have to workout today. I just looked at myself in the mirror and thanked a god I don't believe in for drunken boys and dark rooms.
Geez don't go to a bar for a few days and everyone freaks out.
He also needs to focus on not being such a little bitch, but that's none of my business.
Walking back to my car from the campus library and just saw a Nuva Ring on the sidewalk. If that doesn't scream college life, idk what does.
Her hot older sister walked in on us, looked me up and down, then stared straight at her and said "I call sloppy seconds on this one" then left. I'm still debating on how I feel about that.
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