i was looking up hair salons in ithaca for the wedding and one is a hair salon/ sake bar! you can have sake or champagne while you get your hair done!
question, how would one sake-bomb while getting hair done without getting a horrible haircut?
It was like a mary poppins bag, except a sexual mary poppins bag.
P.S. I can't hear my feet
yea pretty sure we followed the trail of your spaghetti-o vomit to find the car
Woke up in 100% not my clothes this morning. Third time this month. Fuck. Tequila.
I love family holidays its the only time when playing beer pong, and smoking hookah with my family isnt looked down upon
If i'm not hungover, near death, and wondering what i did the night before on Monday, life is not worth living.
my brother is about to go smoke a joint outside... he's preparing his munchies on the counter beforehand. I admire his responsibility.
she reminds me of the kind of girl who'd fuck in church if you asked. I can dig it.
This is the way my sobriety ends: Not with a bang, but with a whimper.
The vodka told me to go iceskating on my frozen pool. I may have attempted.
they had to take the Corona's out of the fish tank because they wouldn't fit with the mini replica of the roman coliseum in there. so we drank the Corona's. does beer have an expiry date?
She got the hiccups while deep throating me. It was epic. Once in a lifetime experience.
Does this mean I don't have to apologize for launching about 20 bead necklaces at you from the balcony?
I met his parents. We played twister. My boob popped out.
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