So. Did i wake up at 430, try to drive home, stop to throw up at a shell, and try to clean out my car and drop my keys in a full dumpster? Yes.
We watched 'the mighty ducks' last night and took shots every time someone quacked. I woke up this morning wearing a nothing but a hockey jersey laying next to him on the floor. He was wearing a goalie mask. I really wish I knew what happened.
So at what point while he was throwing up on the girl next to him did you think "yeah, im going to hit that"
well as my mentor always said, "Don't antagonize the man whose penis gives you multiple orgasms."
There was a community pot of Ramen, and if you were in the pool you were either fully clothes or ass naked.
It was all going great until he pulled the hamburger meat out of his pocket
I fcuked ip.
Is this your way of telling me that you got drunk in your office before meeting with your dissertation advisor again? Or that you finally banged that freshman fraternity pledge?
And as cleavage season comes to a close, so blooms a new season of yoga pants. And the people rejoiced.
I started crying then my dog licked his dick so yeah.. Kind of ruined the moment.
Still not over the fact that we prayed to Jesus to help us win beer pong
You started crawling towards a moving train. Maybe you should take it easy next time
You could see the bone sticking out of his shin and he insisted he was "just gunna walk it off"
I biked home blackout drunk last night, but I have some memory of throwing my bike in a rage when I couldnt get it down the stairs. No idea on the bright orange puke in the sink.
If you get banged by this bartender you know you can't be mad at me right? Its the rules.
Ohhhhhh, that night......I need to stop drinking, almost all of my conversations that take place Wed thru Sun after 8:30 are one blurry haze.
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