Making trash can punch. TFM. Drinking trash can punch. TSM.
Making trash can punch. TFM. Drinking trash can punch. TSM.
Daddy paying for me to go to law school so I can find a husband. TSM.
Freshman 15? What’s that? TSM.
Regular Brazilian: $60
Weekly Mani/Pedi: $30
Weekly shopping sprees: $300
Personal Trainer: $100
Dietician: $200
Being known as the “best maintained slampiece” at one of the local chapters: TSM.
Even my shack pack is Lilly. TSM.
This morning I was late to class because I couldn’t decide which fraternity/sorority t-shirt I wanted to wear with which Nike shorts. TSM.
So much Yurman on at the gym it might as well be a wrist weight. TSM.
Pink monogrammed floormats in my Tahoe. TSM.
My Dad like totally owns a dealership. TSM.
Do poor people have rich bitch parties? TSM.
Don’t complain to me about your school loans gdi. I don’t even know how a loan works. TSM.
If it doesn’t work out, there’s always the rest of his pledge class. TSM.
15 minutes on the elliptical with the latest Cosmo. TSM.
Woke up in the morning to find I went drunk online shopping on the Lilly website. TSM.
I never lose anything because it’s all monogrammed. TSM.
Got my first silly band because my fellow sister gave it to me to hold my hair back while I got sick. TSM.
Peace, Love, Blackout. TSM.
You can run, you can hide, but you can’t escape my judgement. TSM.
Al-Qaeda, I had a good day yesterday….you still live in a cave. TSM.
My career counselor asked me what my interests were, and I answered cooking, cleaning, and that I loved kids. She recommended elementary education. I went ahead and signed up for the Business School. TSM.