I'm playing a drinking game with nyc prep. This will not end well for meeee
Everytime the gay dude pretends he's not gay, drink a cosmo. Everytime the crosseyed girl is crosseyed, kill her
It's like God was speaking to me through a penis.
Keep in mind that he's 43, unemployed and living with his parents. There's really not much we could do to make his life worse.
i promise ill be ok...btw im only considered "not ok" if i end up in the hospital.
Hold my feet while i lean out of the window of the truck.
6 margaritas later and free shots of tequila, i woke up with a fat lip and they said i blew my nose in a slice of bread
the only way to explain how i feel is someone rolled me down a big fucking hill and then a dog came a took a huge ruthless shit in my mouth at the bottom
I want to figure out a way to work "if you suddenly die, I might turn into an extreme hoarders" into my valentines day poem
I do remember telling her that I was about to pass out soon and then hiding my pants under my bed so she couldn't take my wallet even drunk I'm thinking ahead
I remember you fighting a small man for the last of the pizza. Was there a midget in my house last night?
I was so fucked up last night that I peed on his FATHER'S BED and fell asleep there. and yes. his father was asleep in the bed
He gives me the same feeling I get when someone puts a margarita or German chocolate cake in front of me
Butt Stuff 2016 unites us all
From what I remember I had fun, until I threw up, and lost my shoes..
Clearly you need to take sleeping pills and put your phone in the toilet
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