just passed a tour group on my way home. the guide actually said: 'and THAT kids is whats known as the walk of shame'
It involved homemade coconut rum, a waterfall, and street signs. I'll leave the rest to your capable imagination.
i'm already feeling the tequila hangover i'm going to have on friday
It's like a puppy that we have to take care of at all times or else she'll get sad, lonely, and chew on the furniture. And by 'chew on the furniture', I mean have anonymous sex.
This whole situation could've been avoided if you would've just let me open the beer
she's living proof man. somebody has literally pissed in the gene pool
Omg. One night stands are not supposed to show up to your swim class the morning after. Worst lesson ever.
Dude she only counts as your gf if you're home. We both signed the fair game contract when we became roommate. So are you really going to be mad or come eat a waffle with us?
whose ass print is on the piano?
And apparently I was the one that started the drunken make out session that broke the window
Ah well. Drinking wouldn't be drinking without mystery bruises
Agreed.
I actually feel a twinge of sadness recycling all of our handles... I feel like I'm throwing out some great memories or lack of them because we don't remember
I mean, except for the part where I was vomiting up pineapple and hot sauce, it was a really fun time.
I feel like I may be the only person who can say they crutched their walk of shame. past the secret service.
they gave me money. the money smells like weed. also they gave me weed
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