I think I left something in your back seat.... It was my integrity
Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
eating kraft dinner with my face. no forks.
I swear to God, I just heard my guardian angel tell us to stop. I think we should listen.
If it's any consolation, your boobs looked awesome.
He graduated with honors. I've seen him kneeboard on dry ground and run a razor scooter into a wall...anyone can graduate with honors
I have bruises everywhere. I think I took "the drinks are strong" as more of a challenge than a warning.
Because once my penis is in motion, it stays in motion unless another force acts upon it.
Who invented hangovers? And why did I make out with him and eat an entire can of chilli mixed with hot fries while screaming "YOU ONLY GRADUATE ONCE" last night?
speaking of creep .. love how I kept touching strangers faces at the bar ... and saying "Don't worry I'm a dermatologist"
i was really disappointed no one would drink beer from our cleavage last night except for us
And I also succeeded in getting kicked out of a bar when I was drinking straight from the vodka bottle at our table.
So I wore a corset to school. Fuck laundry.
You woke us up at 9:15 am still in your toga from last night saying "welcome to my house party...party". You had already filled up the pong cups with yaager/fireball and ordered a chicken platter... Who even delivered that that early???
Haha! I swear, it's like I'm talking to Buddha with a slutty agenda. You are so full of wisdom.
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