i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
the #6 from wendy's when stoned is definitely better than sex. i dont care what anyone says.
hey. who tried to drive me home last night?
not sure. we got lost. what do you mean "tried"?
i'm still in their car. parked on the beach. no one else is here. i have on different pants.
you made cement angels. it was a great sight.
Does she know that uploading nude photos to photobucket and networking are two different things? You may want to ask.
I honestly don't know what my boundaries are, but shitting on me is crossing them.
Do you think the guy at the front desk was watching us last night? Although we were in a public pool, therefore our tits were free game.
Just promise me we won't die tonight. I can't have an autopsy report that reads "stomach contents: Tequila and semen."
She was eating whipped cream out of a plunger at 3 am in the morning. Yet somehow she still had an elegance about her.
Just drank an entire bottle of champagne for lunch. It's gonna be that kind of semester.
This weekend i learned three things 1) skittles in vodka is good 2) it takes more than a roll of quarters to get a cab home 3) never tell a bartender to give you your change in actual change
If it's up to me, I'll already have my pants on and walking out before he gets soft afterward.
He is currently passed out on his toilet. Point day drinking.
I know, dude. If he ends up having a tiny dick, I will literally pack it back into his pants and leave. Not worth the aggravation.
drunk boyfriend and drunk me are NOT meant for each other
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