If there is ever a next time, care about me enough to lube it up no matter what my drunk ass says
I saw him at work today and he gave me a really awkward "I know what you do drunk" look...
The mexican place next the the funeral home has dollar margaritas, our grandfather would want us to act on this... trust me i know.
He told me he doesn't dance and he hates drunken excitement. Why I ever thought it would work is beyond me.
my dad just asked me if my booty call guy that comes over at 3am and leaves at 6 would like to stay for sunday brunch next week. you in?
I just want you to know how happy I am that you are circumcised.
According to him, i kept saying "I'm belligerent as SHIT" and tried to run around the house in just my bra and underwear. Thats when they decided to carry me to the car and take me home.
Last thing I remember is ranting about hating pants. Woke up this morning pants less. Couldn't find them, decided to leave. Driving without pants is surprisingly liberating.
And then we will celebrate by drinking and making fun of him. As per usual.
Ah well. Drinking wouldn't be drinking without mystery bruises
Agreed.
I just put vodka in my apple sauce. Spice up your fucking life.
It's okay, big boobs are better than running.
No it's a real cult, with original ideas and shit like that
sorry bout the carpet, but you DID call it "blackout punch" not "don't vom on my floor punch"
my comprehension of H.D. Thoreau really dives after 8 beers.....
It will astound me if they ever let you graduate.
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