Apparently last night I sat at the bar with an upside down sharpie lightning bolt on my forehead, yelling "It's Harry Potter's birthday! Let me be on the qudditch team!" And I kept calling the bartender Dobby. There are videos.
Besides Rainforest Cafe, there's nowhere i'd rather be intoxicated than here
Locked out of the apartment with just a box of wine way to begin the weekend.
FOUR LOKO IS YES. SUNDAY MORNING DRUNK IS YES.
Oh, and no balcony sex...trust me.
We eventually get in a cab (after david tried to hail multiple regular cars and some sort of shuttle bus)
i feel like the 7 eleven by your house knows our deepest, darkest secrets
I had fun last year but I was one half of the hoe train back then. At least I'll feel better about myself as a person this year.
I'm going to miss going to the strip club though.
He looks like he'd be great Lego character.
I may have had sex with him and told him we wasn't worth my time then went home and made mashed potatoes
sooo the guy I beat last night in strip pong is the manager's husband at my new job...
Her blow jobs are legen wait for it seriously like 9 people I know brag about them dary
That's okay I'm failing college because I'm to busy giving over the pant handjobs in class..
Hey I need you to run the morning meeting, for reasons I can explain when I find out where I left my car
I have a dinner date combo blowjob event with Tristan tonight.
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