And then falling down drunk the next morning, concussing yourself and splitting your head open?
That was pretty sad, but you more than made up for it by using "concussing" in a sentence
I feel like I got hit by a truck made out of Jack Daniels.
whenever he goes down on me he looks at me and I just want to poke him in the eyes
This is the guy who showed up to the first day of class with a 24 pack of coke and a handle of rum in his backpack. He doesnt play by normal people rules.
He was sitting on the bathroom floor, swirling his finger in the toilet singing the Laguna Beach theme song. I don't know whether to laugh or help him.
Post-sex chicken soup was such a good idea. It's been like an hour and I'm still applauding myself
Some advice...don't play drunk rock em sock em robots. With actual people. I have bruises EVERYWHERE.
You haven't had the true md experience until you've had your crotch grabbed by a drunk stripper with a snaggle tooth in front of your coworkers.
I remember having the weirdest thoughts and thinking our room was a compass and we were in the compass or something.
he calls himself the gay cupid because he matches two guys looking to hookup on craigstlist with each other. get me out of here. please.
Can we just discuss how hundreds of miles away we were both beyond drunk and in some boys bed. That is the definition of friendship.
Got it in all night, now at a bar at 730 am and we are the only two people here. Somewhere my mid twenties father is applauding me.
He said we were over, wrote my name on the condom he left in my car last night and said he'd always keep it in case I came back. It was kind of romantic
He kept squeezing my butt and telling me how smart I was
He had to put his grandma's photo away before I tied him to the bed. She doesn't need to see any of that.
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