$35 all you can drink last night. Friend 1 woke up in a hotel lounge, friend 2 pissed himself and woke up wearing friend 1's spare pants, and my toilet indicates I threw up extensively.
It smells like wine and fried chicken. Im confused and intrigued.
And then I passed out in my towel and was woken up by my roommate introducing me to her trick for the night.
I guess I'm in a committed relationship. We just had shot 1 of 3 of Gardasil. I'm now dead inside.
Some girl just showed me her stretch marks
You need to get out of tn
I bet George Washington got SERIOUS head back in his hay day.
She can't meet us until 830...there's no hope for our sobriety at that hour
Might I also add after my boss threw up in the garbage can and yelled puking rally, he dougied, then told me I wasn't about that life.
I forgot that places existed where drinking on Sunday is frowned upon. It's just so unreasonable.
Didn't think the day of being the oldest in a club would be when I'm twenty one. Even the bouncer looked surprised when he ID me.
We took vodka shots. You kept saying it was the key to your heart.
Woke up this morning to a bunch of snapchats of you drunkenly yelling at grasshoppers. Good night?
There's nothing wrong with using cocaine to keep my heart rate up in my fitness class.
Ccatlin cimbing thru th sunroof plz come
The bartender remember my drink from last sat. I think we just became drocals...drunk. locals.
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