Your vagain smells worse when im sober.
sorry, worng number
my entire walk over here no one looked in my eyes. Period Boobs are BAACKKK.
She soaked the fruit in vodka for ten minutes and then mixed it with normal fruit and sherbert icecream. It was called "lottery fruit".
Yes, that's a picture of my balls. It isn't however an answer to my question.
It was at that moment that I realized I was alone. Alone and drunk on an Epcot ride.
I was stumbling so much, men walking behind us were shouting "don't hit the pole! don't hit the pole!" whenever I was near a telephone pole.
You better be making out with him cause we're sitting here with this awkward british girl watching videos of goats singing maroon five
I also tried to solve my dog's itching problem with crystal healing. I'm so high, dude.
I just rubbed amethyst all over him and kept saying 'no bites.'
Beer, water, beer, water, beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer so much beer
i feel like spreading the word of drunken joy.
I can't tell if I'm still on the hangover from last night, or if I'm experiencing the one from tomorrow, because it was so powerful that it actually traveled back through time...
She gave me a can of steel reserve to pour on myself in the shower
Just bought a colored water bottle so my classmates can be so judgemental when I bring beer to class.
But I'm currently thinking of all my bad decision making last night and giving myself a time out.
oh you can't commit, don't have any real ambitions, and love to drink PBR? well.... sign me up!
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