we sang an acapella version of barbara ann to his voicemail...i'm not drinking again until tuesday.
You got so drunk you kept singing the Sailor Moon theme song and kept making everyone call you Sailor Venus.
It's always a relief to be able to look at some one, and remind yourself that there IS some one who gets laid less then yourself.
that would combine my 3 fave things. christmas funfetti and paul simon
I'm sitting by the window waiting for the sun to go down so that I can start drinking.
Woke up this morning to my mom on the phone with my dad saying, "It's probably just your prostate." Reasons to move out. Go.
I'll bring the barf blanket just in case.
Also you know what's worse than drunk texting? Drunk leaving soup on your hot neighbor's porch.
I'd just like to inform all involved that walking into a liquor store holding a milk crate at the beginning of a night as stock ends badly
I have one of those hangovers where you visualize how awesome it would be to climb in your fridge and drink glacier water
I drew a giraffe.. But she did say that bumped that test up from a 39 to a 40. It's the little things.
I'm getting better, this year I only showed up drunk to 1 final.
Those drunk pictures you took of me? My mom is showing those to my grandparents.
And all i could do was bury the part of me that felt guilty for cradle robbing and put on my dick swallowing bib.
I'm really just disappointed in myself for having sex with a musical theater major
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