I puked the same amount of times as the number of bars i went to last night
all the sharp corners in my house are covered with litter foam blocks. al set for partying
Can the rest of this semester just go by as a montage?
I think I explained what happened in the voicemail. But I think I might have just cried and ranted about how cool osiris shoes are
You three are like the Bermuda Triangle for morals.
apologized to him about 10 times for being drunk. told him about 15 times that he was "really pretty"
ya i guess you have to take things with a grain of salt in a place where nipple clamps are the norm..
There two guys dressed as FEMA workers with jump-suits that say "Post-Disaster Breast Examination Division"
also dude totally apologize for the whole drunken "want something in my mouth" text
I'm trying to seductively eat these M&M's to let her know its on
Just so you know in the morning, yes you did send your bartender a snap of your boobs. No I didn't try to stop you because you used sound logic for doing so.
leads to pukin, then cryin, then 24hr masturbatin binge, then cryin again and finally a combination of all 3
I'm driving to work hungover. I feel like I got hit by a train and then drank that train too.
he made that chewbacca noise when he came. like father like son i guess.
Hey bring in backup. its going to take a lot more beer than we think to fill up the water bed...
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