my "about me" section on Facebook should read "hell-bound alcoholic who wants to fuck a 40-year-old crackhead"
Just hit on a fat chick so shed buy me a drink. Then i walked away. Nice to see how the other half lives.
well I mean we knew we had more drinkers than runners, so we had a "case race for the cure" for relay for life instead of an actual marathon. day drinking and philanthropy. can't go wrong.
You tried to tell her that the salad was an afrodisiac then proceeded to stroke yourself with the feather duster
I paid your cover too so you're on the list as tits mcgee. You're welcome :D
Its only 9:11 and I just somersaulted through a window. Its gonna be a good night
I have to shower first, I forgot I peed on my feet last night...
So do I get to ride the beginning of the November stache or what?
I pulled you and a keg around in a wagon for like five hours and apparently everyone else remembers it but us.
Baked goods and tits. Hard to go wrong there.
Gave her a puke bucket just in case. She filled the bottom of it with tears. Super sad. Although I am super proud she didn't puke. That was a lot of Fireball.
there is a tent in the living room. its a vip tent room. i want in.
How'd things go with that guy last night?
He threw up in the consol in my car then started crying about his ex girlfriend.
I'm just happy stripping was the reason you fractured your hand
I flushed a potato down the toilet so now we have to live in a hotel.
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