We just saw a waitress walk by with a tray of bacardi and whipped cream.
Whoever ordered that deserves a pat on the back and the "classiest customer" award
I feel like someone was just looking at my memory and took out an eraser and was like "nope he doesnt need that"
he picked an earring up off the bar floor and tried to give it to girls as a present.
It's because you were crossfaded. And because drinks were 3 dollars. And because they accepted credit cards.
We are going to get clementines. And shoot them out of a ballon launcher. That's after we come up to the ivy with a bullhorn and reck havoc. Where are you.
She was eating whipped cream out of a plunger at 3 am in the morning. Yet somehow she still had an elegance about her.
I feel like I wont be making enough money to support my frivilous lifestyle of beer and mcdonalds
I feel like we should actually go to church one of these days to thank god for saving us from herpes and babies.
Drinking a bawls. If I'm dead when you get home, yes, they are poisoned.
You are under a naked attack watch for the whole weekend. Shelter in place.
I remember us getting kicked out of the bar, but neither of us know why. We woke up next to chicken bones on a plate with spoons, and my car has mud all over it including places where feet shouldn't be, like the speakers on the car door.
I woke up in a limo in long Island, Ny this morning. Talk about a black out
This time tomorrow I will be drunk and in a voodoo shop
Give me a few. Gonna ride the rollercoaster.
I just had to ask my drug dealer to "keep it simple for me". Is this a new low?
We've done worse things
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