the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
I woke up with a picture of my dick as my background. still wondering if it was a good night or not.
that last vodka shot was definitely the straw that broke the camels alcohol tolerance level
That's the last time you call me to prove to some girl at a bar that you're English. It's bad enough that you actually get to fuck them because of it without having to wake me up to seal the deal.
woke up this morning with a big mac and chips on a plate, coke in a glass and a knife and fork AND NAPKIN waiting for me in front of my computer. PORN WAS ALREADY PLAYING. I LOVE DRUNK ME
Maybe not, but you have to admit watching him get hit by the car was gratifying
Slept with my first Irish dude before I even got off the plane. Dublin has no idea what I have in store for it.
I cNt phones. tingles in my fingles. jingles
When you wake up so hungover that you don't even wanna cough for fear of vomiting... It's not gunna be a good day.
I'm wearing a cape at the laundromat. I really can't say shit
I'm so drunk. Liken realign drink
Like really drunk?
Or did you enjoy repositioning your drink?
Just found out that my name comes from part of my mom's old stripper name.
After he came, he took a two minute power nap and then fucked me for another 45 minutes. He is a machine!
The only good thing about being back at work is supply room boom boom with my office husband
Oh the sweet dreamless sleep of drugs
You? On what? Why?
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