To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
My roommate and I had a nyquil contest. The nyquil won.
When we talk. Remind me of these topics, photoshop, my bday, threesomes, and cherekee indians. I swear these are real topics...
New topics to add when we talk, sweden, boxing, and the band journey
i find it simply astounding you spelled drunken wrong but pterodactyl right
i wish there was a 'silent except for booty calls' volume level on my phone
I told her the maid must have stolen all my condoms. She bought it
I want an alcoholic time machine so we could skip to new years eve
I demanded respect from my fuck buddy. Drunk me is not fun.
sometimes u just have to say fuck it and help a straight sixteen year old break into her uncles gay bar.
There's nothing like telling your girl to hold your pants while peeing on your neighbors door
Blacked-in to me, shirtless, giving myself finger guns in the mirror and rapping "stacks in the club stacks stacks in the club."
Yeah plus that night got so disgusting it's basically a repressed memory anyway
I am so horny that I an legitimately concerned for your safety when I see you tonight.
I did crash a prom last night though.. It was fun
SUFFER THE WRATH OF THE PISS BAG
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