I just saw Ann slam dunk her puke bag into a trash can on Avenue A. You ladies might want to consider putting the Patron shots down and going home.
i don't think it's normal to still be missing spring break.
We were both halfway out the window trying to give each other high fives over the roof while the dude was going 150.
hold on, were in the kitchen painting a yellow brick road to my vagina on my leg with black light paint.
We didn't have a blender for the margaritas, so she tried to use the garbage disposal and wasted half a handle of my grandpa's good tequila.
I projectile vomited in his sisters room where the toiled would have been if it were the bathroom.
I have a new favorite bar game. It's called, get dressed up and go drinking alone then make up random stories of why you are alone to look less like an alc
There something about a girl that pirates lemonade off a restaurant fountain as a mixer that I find intriguing.
All I want is to get as high as I did that time I started hallucinating that my brother was becoming a monkey and I saw my mum on every surface of your room.
Also there's so much vodka on my breath that if I blew on my fingers my nail polish would fall right off
COCAINE AND SUSPENSFUL BBC SHOWS DO NOT WORK.
By talk things out did he mean have passionate angry sex?
My mom heard me having sex with my boyfriend but thought it was the neighbors. She commented on how quick it was. I just nodded and changed the subject
Seriously considering taking a nap at lunchtime in my car. That. Hung. Over.
How does it make you feel that I can't control my vagina around you?
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