There’s a committee for that. TSM.

Republican presidential candidate ads turn me on. TSM.

The new Facebook is stressing me because I can’t find the de-friend button. TSM.

Can’t I just be a cuddlepiece with t-shirt privileges? TSM.

Hating going home because you can’t take all your sisters. TSM.

Little girl, huge SUV. TSM.

That awkward moment when a PNM lies about being a legacy. TSM.

The boys can have their freshman girls, we just got a new crop of law students. TSM.

The pause before pressing send on a text message. TSM.

No good geed goes unpunished. TSM.

Talking in unison is totes norm for us. TSM.

Let’s break up before we find out what we look like in winter. TSM.

I wish cake went straight to my boobs. TSM.

Only being a social drinker, but being VERY social. TSM.

Flatten my hair and I’ll flatten your face. TSM.

Knowing how much the meaning of a text message can change just by adding a period to the end. TSM.

Dear GDI, while you’re trying to spit your game, learn to swallow my rejection. TSM.

Gameday pictures: behind every girl’s back is a cup. TSM.

Littleblocking > cockblocking. TSM.

Texting a sister to call you with a fake emergency to get out of a bad date. TSM.