If there was a creeper hall of fame you and me would be the first two inductees
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
Had her hockey skates on in the house. Whole floor is ruined.
you screamed santa and jumped in front of 50 kids to tell him you wanted a bong for christmas.
Found myself carrying 2 bottles of .89 euro wine about half a mile to where im staying. and someone stopped me and spoke to english. apparently, i reek of drunk american.
lit a joint with my parents wedding matches today, this is what happens when you're out of lighter fluid. didnt even feel guilty.
We'll I told him I wanted to keep it PG last night, but then later I asked him to take his pants off. So i'm guessing it was my fault.
HOW ARE YOU ALWAYS DRUNK? AND WHERE ARE TOU TRYING TO GO??
He's in the hospital yelling at his brother to at least have stuck something "normal" up his ass.
Again?
I feel like im becoming the girl who only drunk texts him. I would be in the dog house, if situations like this had dog houses.
I did however clean up the cupcakes and vomit so I'm not that bad of a roommate
Let's be honest, college orientation is going to be "here's how to drink everclear"
My car insurance payment showed up today, so no inflatable hot tub for now. Sorry to disappoint.
We had sex to Hey Arnold, Rugrats, and All That. I feel like my life has come full circle.
I kinda wanna drive through the Gator bar parking lot and seeing if my panties are on they ground, they should be right next to my pride...
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