There is a gaping void of party going on at this college, and frankly I am sick of it. 
What have you people been doing? Studying?
I'm looking at you, Delta Delta Pussyassbitches. Where are the golden days of yore when kegstands were compulsory for everyone, not just manipulable ladies? Hardly gallant, I don't think. And your jello shots wouldn't ( Read more... )

Pancakes?
Motherfuckgoddamning pancakes?

Who does that? Who does that? Who does that?

It was all so tediously domestic I could have hurled, but for having to blame it on the hangover turning my skull into a kettledrum.
I'm not saying I'm complaining. But the very last fucking thing I needed that morning in my life was playing goddamn house with a ( Read more... )