So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
a hangover this bad deserves a feeding tube
hahaha our party bus just died on the freeway and we're drinking in the center divider. i'm on the roof. i win
he keeps commenting everything on my facebook. it's like he's virtually peeing on me
He was actually able to throw up in the bucket from the top bunk. im impressed.
It's like you don't even want to get drunk with me everyday, anymore.
The working title of my paper? "Tailgating: A Big Clusterfuck of Kids Who Dont Actually Give a Shit about Football"
did anyone else see me puking into my coat sleeve?
To this day, he introduces me as "the girl I met climbing trees at 3 A.M."
She carries a brick in her purse. I wouldn't get in a fight with her
I walked from the hotel to the club with a pint of tequila in my boot. Poured some in a homeless woman's mouth when she asked for change. I've hit rock bottom.
He goes "hi, free today?" WHEN AM I EVER FREE ON A SATURDAY, I GOT HUNGOVER TO BE AND DRUNK TO GET.
I WOULD NEVER MIX DICK AND MCDONALDS
We are best friends because we can vomit simultaneously in the same toilet and not care
I'm a freaking penguin. one mate for life, and really awkward at parties
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