Yeah, i don't remember peeing. or meeting the girl.
the next time i see a chick with leggings under her jean skirt...i'm gona beat her ass with a fashion magazine...
Okay so if I'm going to keep referring to my hangover in the third person it needs a name.
What part of i'm handcuffed to an oven do you not understand?
Some great men died of syphilis. I accept your compliment.
We're trying to leave but amy's hitting on the guy who mans the nacho cart
There was an awkward moment where I was going for his cock and he reach out and held my hand, thinking that what I was doing
12 trash cans filled with water. Beer cans floating in each, 12 ft apart. Dodgeball. Ultimate beer pong.
Rules. We have to wear superhero outfits
when was she peeing in the stairwell? why dont i remember this?
....because generally we only remember 40% of the night each, and have to fill eachother in. And that still leaves 20% that we will never know and its probably for the best
I NEED YOU TO TELL ME ITS OKAY TO BE THIS HIGH
Yes
O.K.
Dicks are so weird. He has kind of a feminine comforter in the background.
Can you plz delete the video of me twerking in Waffle House, my mom just got a vine.
The last two times I had sex with him I forgot who it was half way through
I'm worried about how taking care of my mom's dog while being on acid will go.
Cocaine and dance dance revolution for 4 hours. I consider last night a success.
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