Let's just be mature adults about last night and never speak of it again.
We don't need a hotel, we'll just sleep in the post office.
so thats a no on the drunken crutches race 2moro
I don't know where I am and I feel like a hippo shat in my mouth. This sofa is comfy though.
Just walked into a random hotel for the free breakfast. How was your night?
You paid at the door and they gave you a straw for the kiddie pool full of booze.
After a bit there were two girls who got naked and liquor wrestled. I don't think it was planned.
I'm treating this like a real date. My boobs aren't even out.
I'm so proud, I have tears
Directions to your booty call: go down the part of Route 66 that has all the car dealerships, motels and bad decisions, go past the Christian college and turn left at the Children's Center.
I'm so glad I was blacked out while I was going all exorcist in the bathroom. That's so not a memory I want.
Lol. I get my husbands paycheck every week. Immediate deposit into my purse next to his balls.
They live across the street from a school baseball field so they have porter potties across the street and let's just say that I'm grateful they exist
Spending Thanksgiving making a swinging profile brings the day to a whole new level...
I'm surronded by jorts. You're probably too drunk to care. I'm gonna cry now. Love you.
Oh god it's open bar.
I feel like I have the I just lost my virginity face and everyone at the grocery store knows it.
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