I must say, I don't like the act of throwing up, but the feeling after is quite delightful
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
so she called me drunk and made me stay on the phone with her while she puked.
you just kept bragging about how there was a "pretty large" chance that you had pooped on the same toilet as George Clooney
Woke up on the kitchen floor cuddling with the dummy we made of you. Hope your internship is going well.
I hijacked a bellboy cart and rolled into the party dancing on it
Drunk me needs to be reminded of my sexual preferences.
at least it wasnt animals
I woke up to find my purse full of puke, and all I could think was not again.
There should be a promo code on the Papa Johns website for "I have no moneys but if you send a cute delivery guy I will pay him in blow jobs."
The night before doing drugs with your bro is like Christmas Eve that made love to thanksgiving that made love a virgin.
He even wore it to bed. What the hell. He's too excited about that goddamn costume.
So I guess I bought a cat last night. Fuuuccckkk.
Then he kissed my hand sensually and said "you're a Black Queen. Don't let anyone tell you different."
That moment when I wear the same thing I did to a motel nooner to my family's Christmas party... Ho Hoety Ho bitches
You kept saying, "please sir, can I have some more."
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