So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
I was drunk at peters. now im drunk at my apartment. and hungry. but mcdonalds is broken. wtf
That's ok. I found a crab leg in my bed and have no pants on.
The bar I'm at just passed out smores to everyone. I don't know what it has to do with cinco de mayo but I'm down.
I would just like you to know that the guy I blew off last weekend to come find ur drunk ass just got drafted into the major leagues.
Moment of silence for the loss of that option.
what's not responsible about a pool full of beer?
In fairness it was pretty good sex, but I still wasn't expecting the mass cheering and applause he got on leaving my tent
woke up wearing a canadian flag with the starting forward of the hockey team. i feel oddly patriotic
Honestly I think at this point I purposefully schedule nothing on Sundays anymore so I can spend all day wallowing in my shame.
Four times in one night? That Energizer bunny outfit lived up to the hype.
If I have to strap one on and give it to you good, you will not die revirginated. That's friendship.
this is the last time i am going to a 7am booty call
I'm sure the lady doing my pedicure could smell the sex on me.
I say camping because "let's go get hammered in the woods" sounds kinda fucking weird to be honest.
Just because your drunk doesn't mean you can stick your dick in the snow. Just a FYI
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