i think guys who wear condoms are gentleman.
As far as classy things to do in front of your ex go, throwing up on your own shirt is not one of them.
party gras won. party gras always wins.
I figured, if I'm going to wear a gold cape its pretty safe to assume I'll be blacking out as well.
This santa hat i wore to the bar, served it's dual purpose as a vomit bag.
Any day that has a special name thats capitalized means you need to need to call in sick and get day drunk. That's why they are there.
They're basically the Kennedys. This is the family I fucked in to. I'm so proud of my vagina as much as it feels shitty for my heart.
I think I hit my head on every surface in that apartment last night
Walk of shame dressed as a Christmas tree, it happened. Ho ho ho bitches
I almost spit out my drink. But only almost, because it was vodka. And you don't spit out vodka.
I guess I can give it a shot. I usually just get belligerently drunk and go where my penis and feet lead me. No fights or getting too lost, so they seem to be doing a good job
i had an epiphany while laying on the driveway for 5 hours yesterday.
i realized i waste a lot of time
with the possibility that i could very easily fall in love with him and i've actually talked to my HUSBAND about it
I almost wanna stick a tampon in and sneeze bent over to see if it actually shoots out
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