My whole home page is your drunken face booking, congrats.
Most awkward thing ever: Meeting your BattleShits opponent post war.
Worst part of St. Paddy's...me drunkenly crying to a U2 cover band.
We stopped her at 12
12 shots? Or 12 midnight?
Which answer would freak you out less
you're thinking of things to pack this weekend and you think Don King wig?
Her name is Sherri and her sister's are Brandy and Champagne. Of course I want to meet her parents.
It was like riding a jackhammer on a train during an earthquake. THAT amazing.
You fell asleep with your fingers in my vagina. You made this a relationship.
They just kept handing me shots and saying welcome to college
We are, if nothing else, classy enough to leave our 10 mini bottles of wine in a polite line on the floor of the movie theater.
Sudden memory flashback: drunk me outside ripping my tampon out and throwing it into the neighbors yard, silently cheering 'time for sexxxx'. I sense a dangerous pattern emerging
we panicked because we couldn't find you anywhere, but then we found you tripping in the bathtub with Marie's cat. there was no water. you thought there was water, though.
I ended up snorting coke while wearing a Bavarian dress and I feel like I need to reevaluate my life
only i would get cock blocked by a cop
Bahahaha I just turned on the fan in front of the elliptical to avoid puking//try to get some baywatch hair going and the guy next to me thanked me because he was "getting nauseas from the smell of stale sweat and tequila"
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