so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
he invited me to an all week drinking party at his house. apparently he knows the key to my heart is booze shaped.
I don't remember her name, but I do remember yelling at her from the balcony of the hotel room during her walk of shame.
My dad just walked in on me screwing the chick from the bar...the look of relief on his face was sort of hurtful.
Who would have thought the night we were surrounded by 4 cops would be the most responsible night of the week.
bars should really give you discounts for bringing your own shot glass
I'll give her a pass for the first one, but after the second threesome, she should have learned her lesson.
We removed her tutu and her cape, so there's no risk of her strangling herself.
My hickies are dark enough that I can feel drivers judging me from across an intersection
Fucken Tweens. They smelled like cotton candy and hand jobs my nostrils were offended.
Well I woke up at my house so that's a plus. But I'm pretty sure I peed on my sofa because I woke up in the pee position.
how fucking stupid do you have to be to think I'm going to accept your friend request months after falling asleep during one night stand sex?
My walk of shame is starting to become positively reinforcing; I stop by Starbucks and when I leave I look someone just heading to work.
I woke up this morning and had to retrieve my clothes from the flagpole, they were using my boxers as a makeshift rally flag for drinking. Yeah last night was a success.
I wasnt 2 drunk i sobered up around the time we were shooting the fire extinguishers
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