chicago's viagra triangle is not unlike the bermuda triangle in thatt things just get lost...... planes, ships, dignity, virginity, etc.
apparently i traded the tiffany necklace my mom bought me for 2 shots and next in line for beer pong at the frat.
The chance that I have herpes may have made me find god
when i was ordering pizza, the guy muffled the phone but i could clearly hear him say "its that drunk bitch again"
For future reference, even the most well-intentioned game of whiskey pong is a terrible idea.
He sat there and debated the pros and cons of hooking up with me
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
Precisely. She's an awesome drinking companion; yet, not so awesome mother-in-law material.
But don't worry I didn't actually get stitches, although according to the health center I probably should have
Their engagement party consisted of them doing shots, yelling at each other, leaving for 30 minutes, and coming back with smiles.
I'd say they're off to a great start!
I made out with my former step mother's best friend. Only knew the connection when they both showed up together at the bar.
Well, he asked what my sign was, then proceeded to critique me on my beer pong stance... I really need to raise my standards.
Why did I wake up with BYOB sharpied on my stomach
Banged a girl last night wearing nothing but my Team USA Olympic jersey. I think it's safe to say that nut was for America.
You don’t need a wing man if you have a solid hook up on the pumpkin pie
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