yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
Do you remember last night at all? Be honest
I need to look at the pictures on my camera to fill in the gaps.
shattered his nose in 8 pieces. Blaming it on the dog. I feel more guilty about ruining the dog's good name than I do about ruining his nose.
Between the hair pulling and the choking its its more like combat than sex
Sorry I have an "Operation Iraqi Freedom" fantasy
But for future reference, it might help your game if you don't tell the girl you're trying to get on your dick that she's "not the worst thing you've ever seen"
I will be your sherpa up the mountain of gayness
Where are you?! I require drunk, males and possibly crying. Vomiting is optional and/or optimal as is karaoke.
You puked on my feet last night. You owe me a pedicure.
Do you know what the cost code is for strip clubs? I'm filling out my company expense report right now
I think weed is turning my hair brown
It was a great idea to buy that cocaine while dressed as an elf. It snowed all night for me.
Getting dome in the backseat of a friends car with Ariana Grande playing in the background was probably the most romantic part of my night
At first I was nervous, then drunk me thought: What other chance will you realistically have to fuck a British guy?
His name isnt in my phone as “Satan’s spawn” for no reason. #devildick
Panties = found
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