Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
Nothing says true friendship like 2 people bonding over potentially having AIDS.
so i made out with some dude last night at the bar. and some girl just stood there and watched. i felt bad so i made out with her too. She looked like she felt left out.
planned ethnic drinking holidays while bored at work thru next may. I don't suppose you have any scots or russian in you?
I woke up to him peeling the skin on my stomach from my sunburn. If he wasn't so good in bed I'd be a little freaked out.
Currently emptying half-full wine bottles from fridge into my mouth and refilling with water for later. Drunk survivalist recycling!
I really don't want to. I just don't know how to nicely say "dude I'm having a rough time in life right now and I just need to dress like a stripper cop, get shit faced, and have dirty crazy sex"
I'm supposed to be studying for finals but all I can think about is blowing him on a sea doo this summer
I've got mace and a condom. Ready to roll either way and keeping my pimp hand strong.
In my defense, I haven't stolen anyone's clothes yet.
Yeah, that's a plus.
How much booze could a drunk brad chug when a drunk brad does chug booze?!?
All. The answer is always all
He also has scotch. LOTS AND LOTS of scotch. I think you'd like him!
That is always a wonderful personality trait!
Pretty sure I was naked for most of the night.....success
I fucked his roommate. And that roommate's best friend. And my roommate. And my roommate's old roommate.
i'm bowing down, but slow your roll.
But then our conversations are like black box recordings. Just the stuff you hear when the plane is going down
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