ohhh my god. this party should be titled "my hookups of summers past" be expecting some good stories tomorrow
tried to be sexy and unbutton his shirt with my teeth. ended up slobbering all over it. thank god he was already passed out
I mean, it's free alcohol, to turn it down would be a crime against humanity.
And then I interrupted the father of the groom, to ask if she was "ballet or pole" in the middle of his story about his niece, the dancer.
Come over and help me clean up your so-called "winter wonderland" that you made with the fire extinguisher in the kitchen last night.
The fact that its 10am on a gameday and I have yet to shotgun is absurd
She clogged the toilet and got it out with a seven eleven bag. I tried to tell her no but she was convinced that was the logical thing to do.
It's a drunk scavenger hunt.
Everything on the list counts for double points if done naked.
Can I also remind you that we insisted on touching his mustache?
Well of course I remember it took up like 20 minutes of my night.
Please come quick there are people in suits here judging me
either i huffed spraypaint or ate out that makeup artist. you decide.
In the store looking for it now. They put the theatre/script section right next to the gay erotica section. Rude. Practical, but rude.
Gotta wait until my full time offer is confirmed before I try to fuck the mid level manager
We power houred with shots of red wine. Somehow we ended up with 7 bottles and lost Chris. Trying to find him this hungover is proving very unsuccessful.
I really prefer to do my walks of shame in the summer
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