FYI..good luck when you get back from work.. mom and dad know about the boy you brought home last night
haha good one..how did you even know?
we all know. he obviously didn't leave when you might have told him to.. he came down when we were eating because he coud smell mom's cooking. the dude ate with us and offered to say grace. so yeah, good luck.
But it was well worth it to see a man fly through the air in a beaver costume...
my night ended in me puking all over jenna's bed, then me trying to wash the sheets in the toilet.
I'm having a flashback of telling a guy that he was beautiful and graceful like a unicorn while playing shuffleboard.
You just kept yelling, "THAT'S THE POWER OF PINESOL, BABY!"
Its like "fucckkkkk yooouuuuuu" is echoing up my esophagus
tequila?
yep
I'm sorry I compared your vagina to nascar
And now thanks to shrooms we all got a terrifying glimpse of what goes on in his head. I will not say I didn't see it coming when it turns out he made a suit out of people's skin
Why is it that every study session with you turns into a hunt for drugs?
I am the Angelina Jolie to his Billy Bob Thorton. We just don't work.
My doctor said I can only have one drink at a time, ever, from now on. My life has officially started its decline.
We drank vodka and koolaid through a traffic cone. It got rowdy.
It's a sad day when ur phone automatically updates u on Thursdays that traffic is normal and how long it will take to get to the bar
That's fucking great actually
You know, normal sex stuff involves shitting your pants. If you do it right.
Just used the word fistfucking in a serious conversation with my professor in front of the class, while making an appropriate and valid point. Win.
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