I'm already at the bar. It's 2 PM. Help
There are about 5 pictures of my dog taking a dump on my camera and 20 of Brandon taking one for "comparison" reasons.
So I love how we keep introducing our friends to sex toys. It's like pay it forward vibrator edition.
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
The sad thing was my husband told her its ok to make out with me. Bar Tuesdays will live on regardless.
I had to steal sneakers from my man of the night. I dipped. But then realized I left my purse in his house. So I had to stash the shoes in some bushes and wait for him on the stoop. Then after he watches me leave, I run back and get the shoes cuz I didn't wanna be taking my hour long journey home through London at 3 pm in my six inch wedges and club dress
I went by my nickname in rehab. It made it feel more like summer camp.
Goodnight Shia. Goodnight Moon.
It's Christmas. You could splurge on something a LITTLE fancier than wine in a box.
Good for you, kid with a beer in hand as you walk to your 11 am class.
I thought this was a dry campus.
That means you have to bring your own beer from home.
you walked into the party, and all you had on was your left sock... literally.
The beauty of his penis is distracting me from the fact that he was born after Princess Diana died
I just put my eye make up on in the bathroom of the bar.... I may be too comfortable here....
These random guys found me. They told me not to wander in the woods and i remember saying 'am i fucking Bambi?! I'm not gonna walk into woods!' then i threw up.
yeah, last night we handcuffed you and you started crying saying that you weren't a bad person
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