yeah my walk of shame consisted of driving on the wrong side of the road at 6am still drunk with cum drying in my hair and left eye.
i sleep in a fine layer of vodka and semen. i don't know that that would appropriate for a pajama rally.
you rearended a car with your bike and then puked all over his back windshield. They made BUI's for you.
WAIT U DIDN'T FEED THE SQUIRREL?
do you remember waking up from your blackout, kissing me ever so softly on the stomach, and saying "i love you bro. so much," then passing back out?
I had five suicidal voicemails from him when I woke up this morning. They all started and ended with "DON'T FUCK MY ROOMMATES".
It was only one, it doesn't count.
Yeah, I wouldn't mind getting fingered in the corner of a dive bar again.
I have bruises on the inside of my thighs from sliding down the stair case...thanks for encouraging that slut show
I'm pretty sure I have enough material at this point to start a blog called Guys I've Banged in Pictures together. Why does this keep happening to me!
This time last year, you were undressing me from my gecko costume and getting freaky in a public bathroom. Tough to top that New Years Eve.
I can't believe you're forcing me to handle this hangover sober
I'm not sure you count what happened last night as sex.
Just remembered sticking my head out the window as i drove us to walmart and yelling that i was a golden retriever.
Also, sorry for verbally assaulting you when you asked if you could dump the bowl.
Just passed a girl holding a jar filled with what appeared to be diarrhea
not even sure this counts as hungover but like my body can't exist in reality today
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