he invited me to an all week drinking party at his house. apparently he knows the key to my heart is booze shaped.
well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
i know, but like... i wanna be a CLASSY i'm-stealing-your-date kind of slutty...
He just said he was the Jesus of alcoholics.
We left at the same time. You got home three hours after I did and said you got your head stuck in a fence. I can't believe you don't remember this.
We found him sitting in a beach chair in the basement storage room passed out. Idk if we should move him or pass the bowl around.
she just called me the flavor packet to her ramen noodles. get me the fuck out of here.
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
Everything is just really out of control. I hear puking from three different parts of the house. Roger has black eye from being punched. Kaiser tried shaving his head, but somehow burned himself. Music is bumping, but everyone is either puking and calling out for help or blacked the fuck out.
That's not a funny feeling. That's hepatitis. You got it from that bar where everything was sticky.
The guys are trying to figure out my orientation....think theyve settled on "drunksexual"
He has an accent when he types. I can *hear* the schnitzel. Especially when he's drunk.
And one groomsman rode a suitcase cart like a skateboard until he crashed and took out a piece of sheet rock. Later he pulled out his nuts.
I finally figured out how to tighten my bra straps and I feel like a god
Best night if my life? Time I got eaten out in the backseat of a M5 while eating White Castle. Then he fucked me. Perfect
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