I enjoy that i have a whole shelf of clothes that I've accumulated from random sex. You know the ones you get to make the morning after look less awkward like similar to an athletes trophy shelf
we're drinking boxed wine and eating string cheese. It's like a wine tasting for poor people.
My ferret is drunk. Someone told me you'd know what to do?
Hangover or death. Death. I'll have a slice of death please.
If the Cards come back I will fly to St Louis and shit in a very public place.
Also, I'm sat on the floor drinking cava because life is just not working for me tonight.
So the guy I hooked up with during welcome week just tried to booty call me from across the lecture hall at 9am. I don't think he gets how this works...
My bad man. I was at a strip club, and apparently it's like a big deal to take your phone out in one of those places.
He was dressed as the 420 Easter bunny...he looked like a walking anti-drug campaign.
Rule 1: If any of us dies on a trip, the other two have to 'Weekend at Bernies' the shit outta that corpse...
I encourage you to ignore feeling. Drinking more helps
Well, you're 18 and dating a 28 year old. Who has a wife. Who isn't you. I would guess that's why your mom frowns upon the relationship.
It would be weird sobbing cry sex.
It's only considered alcoholism if you're drinking from something other than a cup....right?
Woke up in a house I don't know, with someone else's pants on, and wolverine hair, to my girlfriend yelling on the phone about the 4 girls I made out with last
Randomize
