just had a super intense, drunken debate about which blink182 member is the most fuckable. i got so mad i left the room. new low.
just a heads up, there may or may not be a mailbox full of the leftover beer on the table in your basement.
Based on how hungover I feel today, it makes more sense that the bouncer didn't let me in to that bar.
the threesome consisted of him fingering dana while i laid next to them watching how i met your mother.
I asked for a dramatic "funeral" look for my makeup. They judged me.
I'm not holding out much hope. She met me in a nighclub when I was arguing with the cigarette machine
I'm drinking nothing but vodka and coffee for the next 48 hours. For science.
You were all "think outside the box, inside the bag!" as you filled your camelback with beer.
My brother slept till 4, bought a sword, got drunk and sharpened said sword. I went to corporate compliance training. Life is not fair.
You suck at answering, but you did manage to avoid a fun conversation about hemorrhoids. So maybe you're great at answering.
hes that one kid that offered to spoon after staring at me for 5 minutes
i sent my dealer a picture of the money i would pay him. i also told him i would pay him in cheez-its if he would prefer that.
No matter how long you've been away, there's nothing quite like pooping at your parents' house
You told me not to tell you found out you're pregnant..
I think the night went to shit after he started sweating and crying about a taco he dropped on the ground 3 years ago. No more blind dates
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