Well I don't think you could recreate that hangover if you tried. It was like the perfect storm of hangovers.
I'm playing the Jersey Shore drinking game by myself at my mom's house. Things like this are not okay after college.
I'd call her a cunt, but she dooesn't seem to have the depth or warmth.
whenever he goes down on me he looks at me and I just want to poke him in the eyes
They're here. One showed up as a slutty Crayola, and I think the other came as The Fat Friend.
I have glow sticks stuck to my boobs and a missed call from the 911. I'd say last night was a success.
He came to the party late, didn't bring tacos, and then asked what shennanigans we were getting into. I swear I will never fuck another hipster.
Welp I just blew a load probably the size of a small pond if not a lake
Who the fuck is this
I have the slightest memory of swinging a bag full of condoms over my head...
I woke up this morning at 8 to my roommates still drunk, hanging out on the roof, and screaming at bikers. They couldn't figure out why they were into it.
I saw pigeons eating ur dried up puke today. Last night was fucking great
On the plus side, I got cel phone video of a major fox news host doing coke.
why is there blood on my car? and are we still friends?
Last night I made him sit on my bed and finish my burrito bowl as I chanted "brucey" over and over until he was done like they did in Matilda with the chocolate cake
Pooping with Eye of the Tiger playing. Not a single fuck shall be given.
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