perhaps when you are drinking red wine from a tall glass with a straw it is time to call it a night.
this guy at work is bossing me around at work. He is 24 and still has highlights and spikes his hair.
You're getting bossed around by a 1999 Highschool Yearbook picture?
So after tequila Thursday, Jess broke her arm table dancing. Now her and Andrew look like the perfect drunk couple, matching casts and all.
The night took a downhill turn when he started using a butter knife as a spoon to drink his cosmo
There are work activities and non work activities and dunking my head in a bucket of ice water pulling it out and shotguning a beer is certainly not a work activity
Your penis chewing exercise is not working
Um...any recollection of peeing in the pantry
So I walk in and he's teaching someone in London via Skype how to roll a blunt. I have new found respect for him.
The number of times I've puked in the Walgreens bathroom is becoming way too many for my pride.
Come get me we have a petting zoo to throw up in.
I was cracking open beer cans, throwing them off the roof, and yelling "FRAG OUT!"
I believe in weed hangovers. To say the least.
Give me a second. I'm doing my best but I'm drunk so for some reason fitting both my boobs in the pic is just incredibly difficult. They aren't THAT big. I'm just being retarded.
I took the beard trimmer to my balls this morning.\nMuch blood. Much blood from my scrotum.
Saddle up bitches, we're going to an orgy.
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