Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
Sundays have taken on a whole new meaning when I'm not in bed with an excruciating hangover.
Legit screaming match in this bar over the differences between cupcakes and muffins.
Appropriately today was the first time I've ever GTL'd. I can't believe I made fun of this,it's rather relaxing.
You kept throwing bottles at the dorm across the courtyard and when anyone told you to stop you just said "who are you? Al Gore?"
thank you for reminding me that I stumbled into a public place drunk at 9am wearing a chicks pants.
WHY IS MY CAR MISSING A DOOR YOU BITCH
budget cuts
YOU CANT BLAME EVERYTHING YOU DO WHILE DRUNK ON BUDGET CUTS
budget cuts are serious business
It felt as if we were fucking on a sea of baby feet and morgan freemans face hair
For context, I was hiding under the pong table mooing at everyone by that point.
Lets both be adults and never talk about last night again.
My dick pics could make it to the popular page on Instagram.
My roommate definitely just walked in on me playing the piano naked.
By piano you mean.....
Like literally a piano.
Ohhhh that's kind of embarrassing.
I wish I could be happy with a nice Christian girl, but no, I need a hot mess who starts bar fights
I think it's time to give up this life and become vikings. You in?
When I got home he was in his underpants on the couch, eating pop tarts and crying while watching Voltron.
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