ohhh my god. this party should be titled "my hookups of summers past" be expecting some good stories tomorrow
if someoen knew that someone accidentally drunkly kissed your boyfriend would you want them to tell you/?
followup question: what if both somones were me?
If Andre Agassi did Crystal Meth, what was John McEnroe doing?
he was so high, he talked to my goldfish for an hour telling him the dangers of overfeeding.
you fucking puked into the top of the beer bong while i was chugging from it. when i realized i was chugging your vomit, i vomitted on the floor. she kicked us both out.
we went to the store to buy cookie dough and conditionally went straight towards the booze
OMG HAIR ON HIS DICK. HAIR ON HIS DICK AS IN GROWING OUT OF HIS DICK. HAIR.
A picture just appeared on facebook. I am puking in the toilet, you are next to me puking in the sink. I think we have our christmas card.
Oh we're fine. I made her a "sorry I peed on you" omelet.
Are we talking about who knows if I'll get naked pictures of you with a broadsword or who knows if I'll be surprised?
I would say "man cannot subsist on sexting and brownies alone" but I think it's actually possible.
So, what my linguistics project should really be called is "I happen to sleep/makeout with a lot of bilinguals and am now using them to help me graduate"
I spent two entire hours explaining to a guy why I wouldn't make out with him. How was your night?
But what we lack in money, we make up for in dry humor and drugs
It's not a hangover, it's "slept on a couch with another person and said person moves a lot and is loud"
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