To get a bottle of liquor into Martin you basically have to shove it a foot up your asshole.
You have no clue what the fuck you're talking about here.
Lived in Streit-Perham my freshman year Darkie. Then lived in the shithole apartments at the top of the hill. Those cocksuckers were indefensibly draconian.
So you never saw kids getting kicked out/arrested for sneaking in an airplane shot huh? I suggest you give @GrandpaSankey a call.
Oh yeah and Fremont with the gay jokes is the fucking definition of irony.
To get a bottle of liquor into Martin you basically have to shove it a foot up your asshole.
You have no clue what the fuck you're talking about here.
Lived in Streit-Perham my freshman year Darkie. Then lived in the shithole apartments at the top of the hill. Those cocksuckers were indefensibly draconian.
So you never saw kids getting kicked out/arrested for sneaking in an airplane shot huh? I suggest you give @GrandpaSankey a call.
Oh yeah and Fremont with the gay jokes is the fucking definition of irony.
Looks like we touched a nerve.
Try pulling the stick out of your ass (we know you're into that kind of thing) and taking a long walk to get some perspective.
To get a bottle of liquor into Martin you basically have to shove it a foot up your asshole.
You have no clue what the fuck you're talking about here.
Lived in Streit-Perham my freshman year Darkie. Then lived in the shithole apartments at the top of the hill. Those cocksuckers were indefensibly draconian.
So you never saw kids getting kicked out/arrested for sneaking in an airplane shot huh? I suggest you give @GrandpaSankey a call.
Oh yeah and Fremont with the gay jokes is the fucking definition of irony.
I'm sorry you're such an incompetent ass.
Airplane bottles get shoved down your socks under your jeans, or in an inside jacket pocket. Seal-a-Meal bags get shoved down your pants. Pints get tucked inside the waistband. Keep your shit together as you're walking in, and you're golden.
DCOUG Babe Hollingbery Club 4746 posts this site X Re: Ugh... WSU #1 in something... Yesterday at 3:27 PM Keep in mind that number is inflated, no other university has to deal with Pullman cops, and I can assure you the Pullman police department's goal is to stay number 1. A majority of those arrests, wouldn't happen in other cities, the police simply tell the kids to go home and look the other way. Are the Pullman police wrong, no they are enforcing the law, in other cities they only enforce the major issues, the police can't keep up with the crime, so they don't have time to deal with the minor infractions. In Pullman the police have all the time in the world to deal with each and every issue that comes up. Is that wrong, no, people just have to understand that and be aware of how things are handled in Pullman and adapt. Pullman is one the safer places to go to college, which is a plus, but it comes with law enforcement that doesn't let anything slide.
To get a bottle of liquor into Martin you basically have to shove it a foot up your asshole.
You have no clue what the fuck you're talking about here.
Lived in Streit-Perham my freshman year Darkie. Then lived in the shithole apartments at the top of the hill. Those cocksuckers were indefensibly draconian.
So you never saw kids getting kicked out/arrested for sneaking in an airplane shot huh? I suggest you give @GrandpaSankey a call.
Oh yeah and Fremont with the gay jokes is the fucking definition of irony.
Even I can see you're just an orange slice lovin' doog trying to make REAL cuogs look bad.
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So you never saw kids getting kicked out/arrested for sneaking in an airplane shot huh? I suggest you give @GrandpaSankey a call.
Oh yeah and Fremont with the gay jokes is the fucking definition of irony.
Try pulling the stick out of your ass (we know you're into that kind of thing) and taking a long walk to get some perspective.
Oh and thanks for the FREE PUB!!1!
Airplane bottles get shoved down your socks under your jeans, or in an inside jacket pocket. Seal-a-Meal bags get shoved down your pants. Pints get tucked inside the waistband. Keep your shit together as you're walking in, and you're golden.