similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
Does transporting jello shots count as driving with an open container?
We got a party bus for the nite. I found out the hard way why stripper poles are meant for girls.
Her directions to the house party: "the north star will guide you, turn left. I'm wearing the potato hat"
Somebodaw call 311 postw fire bunso on vietena floorwnkd
I think I actually have rug burn on my eye.
Some guy thought i was the waitress and handed me his credit card. drinks on me.
I take it we used my cleavage as a pen holder last night during the graffiti party. Looks like the colours of Crayola exploded all over my chest
Yeah I figured you were blackout when you were Shakira dancing on the floor.
I drunkenly called my ex on Skype last night and didn't talk, just smiled real big at him until I fell asleep.
In the middle of blowing him I looked at him and said "Your so old..." and then continued. I need to stop drinking.
He added his name to my To Do list. That's the way to my Type A heart.
Naked chocolate chip pancake making. I just spilled mix all over the place. My boobs are covered in flour. This is not going well.
Also, we found a geriatric Snoop Lion.
Currently hot boxing a fort I made on our snow day... This is legendary
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