After a point, it all tastes the same. TSM.
After a point, it all tastes the same. TSM.
Going back to school as a senior, ready to act like a freshman. TSM.
Being a key player in fraternity recruitment, simply by attending their parties. TSM.
Pray for my soul, my liver and my dignity. TSM.
Being the peer who pressures. TSM.
Getting drunk so you have an excuse to tell people the truth. TSM.
“It’s like we never left.” TSM.
He looks better in person. TSM.