In Vegas, have spent the last 48 hours wearing a viking helmet and fanny pack. I consider this to be a career high since drinking is my career
she took her clothes off and my dick went from =====> to =>
four days late. damn you, makeup sex. you win again.
Whenever there is a ShotSki involved, I have no excuse but to drink, right? It's like a rule.
If the world would stop letting me feel invincible I would probably stop doing this shit.
I need to stop drunkenly getting naked. I'm losing all my favorite party clothes.
At least you have booty calls.
True. I just waste them though. I feel like I need to be told "there are people in this world who would give anything for just one and you have two." You know in that same tone your parents told you about the starving people in china
Hooked up with a guy solely because he had a chameleon. Priorities.
I never actually go in the club. I get in line, hit on a chick, and convince her to come drink all she wants for free at my house.
The bottle of Wild Turkey is empty and there is a pile of wet cement in the garage. What happened?
I had to write an apology letter to my roomate for hotboxing in our bathroom. What a bitch.
I just had a twenty minute discussion about endangered breed dog breeding with an Extremely drunk guy
So many questions...
Shut up. You had me at killer robots. Your place or mine?
Why thank you for your unwanted opinion, person I've never met before.
I'm pretty sure I smell like alcoholism and shame. And it's not a pretty scent.
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