we came up with a wnba drinking game. take a shot every play that you could've done better. won't make it through 1st quartar
Oh shit I just realized the ropes are still tied to the bedposts
They actually said and I quote "it definitely looks like your knees went through some over usage"
I knew it would be a shit show so I just went ahead and took plan b before I even got there. How's that for responsible?
You yelled "I gave my neighbor some of my bitch sauce" and then passed out. You now have drinking limits with us.
Thank you for FINALLY joining the Slutasorus Rex club in this conversation.
I just saw a bunch of drunk old guys riding on the side of a modified old fire truck yelling at cars and smoking while they looked for parking...promise we will be just like them when we grow up?
I'm craigslisting fire trucks as we speak
you know, i'm always afraid you're going to think i only want you for sex because i only text you when i'm horny
speaking of, guess what i'm thinking about
Watching boy meets world, drinking left over pink panty droppers and coloring in a my little pony coloring book. This is my Monday night
I'd say it's his fault for never running us through proper protocol for "catching your RA in the middle of him banging some girl"
Yeah. That's the shitty part. God, I don't want to be a step mom. Sure I'm great with kids, but I just want unlimited sex and not have to worry about making friends with a fucking 7 year old.
Also there's so much vodka on my breath that if I blew on my fingers my nail polish would fall right off
HE'S LIKE A GREEK GOD BUT HE'S FROM BOSTON. HE'S A BOSTON GOD
pray to him
I WANNA PRAY ON HIS DICK
Hypothetically - think of it as Schrodinger's blow-job.
True life: I inadvertently fucked a whole friend group. More details to come tonight.
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