My place. Tomorrow Night. Bring your liver, and something for it to do.
i just threw up a quarter into the urinal in the bathroom at the bar. everybody else stared then cheered. that drunk
its 9am and we're in an escalade. I have no shoes and my dress is on backwards. I feel like we're the morning after a rap video
Hurricane Earl: Get Blown party at my house friday! Byob: bring your own bitch/booze. Must have 80s blown hair style, kazoo/noise maker (vuvuzelas/airhorns are allowed), and/or bubble wands. \n
Why am I even shocked you're doing this....
he/she has shaved legs and makeup on. but a spare tire stomach, high socks with high heels...a wig and glasses. and still talked like a man. it was a nightmare scenario
just tripped. bootyfest 2012 will be my engagement party. i saw the whole future. i'm moving to the beach.
Did you leave your blow razor here? I need it for crafts.
And my only real exposure to Russian culture is you and Internet porn.
They should incorporate dolphins into professional surfing
I can't feel the bottom half of my face but i feel like our sex would be amazing
The sex is great, I just think it'd be better if we listened to Deftones during it.
To show us how offended you were you took off the right foot of your pterodactyl suit and proceeded to attack us with it.
I haven't answered because I haven't figured out a polite way of saying fuck no
but dude how did I get so drunk?
Pretty sure it happened right after you poured a shot of Wild Turkey into your Budweiser, chugged it, and screamed "I. NEVER. BACK. DOWN!"
I woke up in my basement holding someone else's underwear and a bottle of mouthwash . I wish I could explain more than that but i can't remember ...
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