so then they started chanting "LET'S GET A LITTLE BIT SCHWASTED. S-H-W-...WASTED!" theres nothing like partying with former high school cheerleaders
Covered in glitter and dick. 2010 feels a lot like 2009.
At least my shower head will respect me in the morning.
if you were drunk and peed in your friend's washing maching, would you send an "i'm sorry" text or say nothing at all?
all hypothetical of course
did you come by the house last night? I found a half eaten corn dog in the mail box.
What's the over under on catching something from your sister?
I am too hungover to address any of this right now, every time i move it feels like i'm being bitch slapped by the hand of God
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
When I said to shut up, I meant it. I'm sorry you have a bald spot now, but it was necessary.
It's not socially acceptable to be drunk in adult world. That fact makes me die a little inside.
I fell asleep while studying last night and woke up smelling like whiskey and sex... words can not describe how confused I am
I'm suffering a hangover from deep within. I feel like the half of the parts of my body are permanently laced with alcoholic substances
The night is not complete until I am drnk and speaking to inanimate objects
Should I be flattered that she mumbled "You're the king of my face" before passing out?
And he claims I gave him “fuck me” eyes while he was ordering me a happy meal
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