I just woke up under a kitchen table with my sandals taped to my feet and a corona bottle taped to my hand..
Changed my sheets. Found a can of rockstar, crushed bag of tostitos, used tissues, and enough of both of our clothes to make a whole outfit.
I guess you can say it's a tradition... whoever brings home the ugliest guy has to do all the cleaning the next day
These hangoverless Sunday mornings are becoming too regular.
Yeaaah. I'm kinda wary about that guy. Does he still have that taser that he found on the train?
It was sunday, you had a camel back of bloody mary stumbling around a dog park with no dog.
I'm deep cleaning my room right now. Not sure if it actually needs it or if I'm just trying to symbolically cleanse myself of the last 24 hours.
You are a piece of meat with a side of awesome to me.
It was less of a bar, and more of an abandoned basement that some people sell booze in.
He told her Jesus wouldnt yell curse or degrade her. He'd just simply shake his head and slap the shit out of her
You peed on a pole and declared to a cop that it was your pole and yelled at him to not even look at it, and then yelled at all of us for looking at it.
I apparently got up in the middle of the night after fucking him and started looking for you under piles of his clothing
Fun fact: I came home from the riverboat without my panties. And woke up with a different pair on.
So is he the one who got away?
They all got away. I’m a catch and release kind of girl.
i have a serious question for you... Why I am i not wearing any pants?
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