Whatever. I'm saving myself for my wedding night or a night with enough patron.
the elusive kegmastree, who's mystery is only exceeded by it's power
Man when i saw they were the only ones hard core grinding to the Cha Cha slide against the wall, I knew they were gonna have sex tonight.
It was good I woke up with my mattress on top of me. I walked around naked the whole night as people wished my Happy Birthday.
Chasing a shot of svedka with a clementine is NOT the same as tequila w lime...
I'm really proud of myself for not blacking out yet this weekend!
It's a Thursday.
If I believed in "responsibility" and "having limits", I would probably say I consumed too much alcohol in the last 48 hours
At one point he was so drunk he was carrying around a bottle of patron drinking out of it and falling everywhere and every time he spilled it he would scream "THERE GOES TWENTY DOLLARS."
adding to the list of how to lure in freshman boys: take dogs for a walk, yell at them from across the street, sit on the curb at 3 in the morning sobbing
So I stappled myself into my toga... that should be interesting getting out of later tonight...
her 18 year old son fed me pieces of a french roll like a pigeon, as I lay on the floor of the bathroom crying.
You know you're hung-over when you're smoking and have the strong urge to eat the cigarette. No more buckets of gin. No. More. Ever.
Well she described you as a "Sex-Viking", which seemed to be only slightly related to the red beard. So things are looking good!
I'll accept that I'm a woo girl. Just not the drunk cowboy hat wearing bar mongering twat bag type
*jedi mind trick* you want to go down on me
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