I just found out my favorite drunk show, Repo Men, is just reenactments. I can't express through words my disappointment.
In Denver there are more bars per capita than any other city also the healthiest city. That means lots of drunk girls and no fatties.
they were having a wine tasting so i tasted every wine...then knocked over an entire display of gourmet olives and was asked to leave... but they still let me buy my 6 bottles of wine before escorting me out
he's doing fine. just headbutted the wall and threw up
I'd say it's a shame and a disservice to the world that we can't stay drunken shitshows to infinity
Someone painted a weed leaf on my leg with red paint. Or blood. I hope paint.
Holy fuck just found a used tampon in the leg of my pants. it's not paint. It's. Not. Paint.
I'm pretty sure when you walk down Broadway and can pick out people you've slept with.. It might be a problem. I'm leaving for rehab tomorrow.
Make sure you have everything youll need until sunday. aka a green shirt and condoms.
The words "me," "sober," and "new years eve" do not go together. Ever.
You were so drunk you coat checked your shoe... Not even both of them. Just one shoe.
I don't know what his name was or what he looked like, but I remember him rocking me to sleep with his cock
The single life is the freaking dream dude. I'm sitting here naked, eating chocolate mousse, and watching Gilmore girls. It's wonderful
Access to a Target is paramount to my general happiness and self-worth.
He also sent me nipple clamps because romance is NOT dead
when i woke up with rugburns on the tops of my feet, knees, and chin i was a little confused. and then i remembered i had sex with him in his friends walk in closet.
Randomize
