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[16 Feb 2011|01:57pm] |
There's a ball in two days. How many of you aren't going because "you don't want to" (aka, because you fuckers can't get a date)?
WARDED TO AVERY WHITBY AND CODY WATSON:
I fucked Piper Flint.
WARDED TO CASSIDY CORNER:
How's shit with your not-girlfriend girlfriend?
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[23 Jan 2011|01:27am] |
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I look like fucking Carrot Top. I will never again borrow someone else's shampoo.
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[28 Dec 2010|04:46pm] |
What was your best Christmas present this year, who's got an indoor pool, and what should my New Years resolutions that I'll make and never fulfill be?
ETA.
WARDED TO THE FEMALE POPULATION:
Question. Would you date and/or fuck Cassidy Corner?
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[12 Dec 2010|09:30am] |
I've just been snog raped by the ugliest fifth year in the bunch. Who the hell put mistletoe up in the Great Hall this morning without a bloody warning to the general population? Thanks a lot, Sullivan, for putting the reminder into everyone's heads yesterday.
Does anyone have a mint? Mouthwash? A bar of soap? A hottie with a mouth that tastes like mint that can bloody get rid of the taste of fugly fifth year? Bloody hell, someone needs to monitor those little buggers so they don't just go around stalking the mistletoe. There's some up above almost every fucking classroom door, too, the devious little shits.
Though, as a general reminder, I'm totally making use of this shit anytime a sexy girl wanders underneath. If I'm going to put up with random girls attempting to stick their tongues down my throat, you lot are going to have to worry just as much about random blokes (and, specific blokes, like myself) doing the same. Ugh. Need mints. Need mouthwash. Need a fucking hot girl's mouth to molest.
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[14 Nov 2010|04:03pm] |
Fucking drama queens.
We're looking at a month of girls acting like retards to find dates in time for the Ball shit. Hahahaha. Shit ought to be entertaining. I accept blowjobs, sweets, and galleons. Go ahead. Woo me.
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