So I'm pretty sure when I was giving a Birthday Blow J, he went to grab my boob, but grabbed a fat roll and asked "You're not wearing a bra?"
Why is there a case of Coors Light with my address on it?
white trash bash was a total success...cops shut it down twice and her hair stayed in rollers all night..she never broke character
you came here, splled a bunch of margaritas, hung up a picture of yourself and then left
You probably don't remember. You were drunk and getting your tits drummed on like haitian bongos in a voodoo ritual.
The only requirement is that his name is Kevin... All other factors don't matter to drunk me. Drunk me likey Kevins.
It looks like a tornado ripped through our living room and scattered clothes everywhere.
Count the bras. It was a category 3 whorenado ... I convinced the lesbians to come back to the apartment for a bottle of wine.
I feel like death gave me a hand job
your ability to divide cases of beer among any given group of people equally was missed.
I wonder if you're allowed to smoke pot at Denver bronco games now...
Can I chase this vodka with an onion?
I know you just got dumped by your gf but believe there is still good in the world. I just smoked a joint and took a fucking unbelievable poop. Give me a call tomorrow.
I dont even know what happened i just remember waking up with beer cans outlining my body...
I have to start drinking water I have a drug test to fail at 1:40
The sex was so good we high-fived after.
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