I'm on page 4.
Im on beer infinity
there were at least 5 of us standing around the bathroom stall cheering you on to throw up.
it's official, after last weekend my girl number is higher than my guy number. fix this.
Please tell me why 'cock-a-thon' was auto saved in my phone.
I can't decide if the sex was so good I couldn't move, or if it was me being loaded on all the morphine that they shot me up with at the ER.
Me either. I want to get 'chase a stray cat through the neighborhood in my hooker heels' drunk. And it's your birthday, so you have to get 'best friend holding your hair while you puke in the bar bathroom and cry about your life' drunk. In a feather boa.
Dude, you disappeared somewhere on the walk back and shortly after we got a call from your cell phone from this guy explaining that him and his roommates woke up to the smell of burning pizza and a naked stranger on their couch.
He just showed me how to break a chop stick with his ass.
He straight up just had me drive all the way here and when I got here he was drinking a cup of tea and right after said he needed to go to bed
It's fucking New Year's. I can be soberish in 2013 after tonight. It's like the 30 years of grey area between Jesus' birth and death.
I almost spit out my drink. But only almost, because it was vodka. And you don't spit out vodka.
I love the fact that my Mom has been present at 90% of my drug deals.
Meh, all I have to do tomorrow is proctor an AP test. No loud noises and no physical activity allowed for almost 4 hours. Sounds like the perfect recovery period for a hangover.
He's so sweet...I can't see him enjoying that I got injured during sex.
That's when I realized I was probably naked in the wrong bed
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