We should see who can shotgun a beer faster over iPhone FaceTime
The bathroom is trashed. Someone took down all the rings of the shower curtain and Scott threw up on the curtain liner. All the soap and shampoo is in the guest bedroom and the lightbulbs are in a drawer. And there are vom footprints.
I drank myself into bisexuality again.
I had to close one eye to read the questions on my final this morning. That hungover.
The whiskey is fighting the tequila on who wants to be the one who end my night first.
do you think they make 'sorry for walking in on you drunkenly jacking of to a picture of me' cards?
Every concussion has its silver lining
I'm sorry for the texts and anything that I said that may have caused confusion, pain or irritation. I shall not be drinking again. Furthermore I will not be keeping a phone on me should I fail to adhere to the prior statement.
Drunk life lesson just learned the hard way: do not try to play hump the great dane. He may take you up on it.
Not much, just taking another sorting hat quiz while waiting for this porno to finish buffering
There's no good way to say, "sorry your son saw me naked on top of your brother"
It's days like today, when my bra and underwear match, that make me feel like I'm getting my life together...
I'll start working on my manners when you stop using please and thank you in the bedroom.
She can't take shots?!? Literally if I could list that as a skill on a resume I would
I just found two ugly toothless rednecks fucking in the woods in my backyard. The man shouted at me close the door your letting the stank out which made no sense to me cuz we where outside. Whatever. just another Monday in the Northwoods.
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