Thats the last time I go out drinking with my Irish friends. Two shots of flaming sambucca = bar on fire. I was only trying to high five the barman.
I woke up this morning and saw that I had transferred $0.75 from my savings account to my checking account.
We've had the 'life would be so much better if we were both lesbians' conversation too much for that to be okay.
He had a beer bottle in each of his back pockets and was on rollerblades. All I remember is following him for about 10 minutes
I do not want to do anything. The words more tequila need to be erased from my vocabulary
Just took a shot out of a used mini planter. Might die from the pesticides, but didnt want whoever took all of my shotglasses to think they won.
Its time to go balls to the wall to get any good D during these last few weeks of college.
I'm stranded in the Hampton area. Looks like I'm going to have to take one for the team and pass out by this applebees.
Feeling better?
I can stand long enough to do the dishes finally. Been trying that all day.
Apparently this is my life now. Fucking men in their 30s with small dogs.
We could have casual sex if you want. But I can't offer a bromance to a woman.
I feel like one thing if I have going for me is that my bed looks like a nice place to have sex
I swear if you get so drunk that I have to sing Bohemian Rhapsody to you again to get you to come out of the bathroom I'm leaving you at the bar this time.
Got to use the phrase "sweet pukas dude." My day is made.
I also woke up in a bed soaked of pee and drunkenly lectured him on the dangers of chewing tobacco... weird night
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