it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
Between the two of us weve fucked every guy at this table
Vodka shot parachutes
Fucking utilizing a thrid story dorm room
He said he only likes girls with a sense of humor, after he took his pants off I understood why
Your friends turned off our power in the basement and when we went to turn it back on I got sprayed in the face with a fire extinguisher. FYI.
I even got my dealer to make gluten free special cookies ;-)
I'm not having the "why are your fucking my daughter" talk and the "your a drug addict" talk with your mom tonight.
I don't know his last name, but he's in phone as Pat the conqueror.
Not great. "Leave the toilet seat down, it gives me somewhere to rest my face."
I don't need to know how horny your mother is, hun.
I had tater tots and weed with a stripper at 4am who compared the size of my boob to her head because fuck you my life rocks
I'm sorry I told you to go fuck yourself after you said good morning to me when I was hungover.
I lost my voice. So I'm going to pretend I'm Ariel with legs today.
He literally shoved the EMT, climbed in the back of the ambulance with his vodka and was like, "C'mon, people. Wrap this up. I got shit to do."
I've come to the conclusion, I should prob have at least 20 hr supervision. I would say 24, but I'm guaranteed to pass out for at least 4 hrs a day
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