...I woke up with a yo yo in my underwear...
I woke up wearing nothing but 7 partially eaten candy necklaces. Only one was around my neck. Don't even try to tell me I don't need plan B.
It's like I paid NJ Transit $33 to suck his dick and go home. Fuck that.
She fell down the stairs and hit her head on the concrete. Then she stood up, flashed us and stumbled away. I forgot to get her number..
Why were you having sex on top of my left over pizza in the kitchen?
What can I say, your life is charmed. I'm on the couch trying to decide whether or not to puke again.
He asked me if we could throw a lingerie party together so I guess he's single again
Believe it or not, Travis and I simultaneously breaking beer bottles over eachothers heads was not a good idea.
You need to stop having girl talk with the guys I'm sleeping with.
My orifices are off limits as long as you have that stache. Your call.
You blacked out at 9:30 and insisted on sleeping in the hallway after you chugged an entire pitcher of beer. I guess the Jell-O shots were stronger than we thought...
He's not drinking on his 21st. Shooting vodka infused Nerf bullets at him would just make a mess and I don't want to be a creep and spike anything... I don't understand awkward boys
Facebook is for cat videos and having better lives than people from high school, period.
So i woke up on a park bench... Using my shoe as a pillow, cuddling a empty handle of vodka... Yet I'm still in my living room. Someone please tell me why all my vodkas gone? I'll deal with the park bench situation at a later time.
Of course his biggest mistake was assuming that I ever gave a fuck to begin with.
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