yah I made NO friends last night. at one point i think i replaced talking with spitting
Apparently 151 is to me what spinach is to popeye.
She was crying and singing Taylor Swift on repeat. I'm never drinking with her again.
Just realized my talking to the tv hockey voice is same as my sex voice. Life just got a whole lot weirder.
Because its an amazing idea and you're the only one I can think of that will allow a pirate threesome
Like I couldn't describe it to you but if they did a lineup of penises i'd be able to pick it out.
Sign out of Gchat. Right now my gchat list is entirely girls I've slept with.. and you. You are fucking up my gchat chi.
Some guy walked in while I was taking a piss and asked me if I knew of a back way out of the bar. He looked pretty freaked out.
Just found my socks folded and in the back pocket of my jeans. Apparently drunk me refuses to lose shit after the panties incident over New Years.
Got super judged by this lady at the Rolling Stones concert last night. Bitch don't look so salty at my dad and I splitting two joints, an edible, and two margaritas. It's the stones.
Is it socially acceptable to be blind drunk at half five on a Monday afternoon?
Which pub are you in?
She's Jesus crazy. And one if not more other forms of crazy. She's 2.5+ crazy.
I am attempting to break the habit of calling him daddy.
Profesor just winked at me. This class might be easier than I thought
Who the hell tries to steal eggnog.
Randomize