so i was just informed that i sang that song "pop that pussy ayyy pop that pussy" at the halloween party saturday. iembarrassing.
his receeding hairline makes running into him so much less awkward. almost enjoyable actualy
I'm at work, still drunk. Can you turn on the radio? If the station goes off the air I passed out. Can't get fired. Haven't slept yet.
Just because its your birthday does not mean u can play quarters by dropping quarters into cups to make me drink.
Europe's "the final countdown" was playing. It was pretty much amnesty for anything that might happen the rest of the night. It's a rule.
The sense of comroderie I've built with my liver over the course of this semester is beautiful
A drawer in my room has nothing but a large feather quill, a wine glass, and a 15" Bowie knife. If you could put my life in a drawer I think that would be it.
I would recommend NOT getting ass enhancement shots.
Last night he ate BBQ Pringles out of my boobs...I feel like it was moderately productive
All I remember is the bartender saying your sucking them down and waking up on the floor in my underwear
Get ready tonight we are going to get drunk and pierce my nipples
Your Vodka Saturday privileges have been reduced to Beer until you go a full month without losing an article of clothing.
I knew it was all downhill from there when the straight vodka I was drinking tasted like water.
i really love you but i feel kinda dumb about it
i can feel my liver failing just LOOKING at that thing
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