Hey kate, how is it?
sloppy...it's emily. kate just tried to do a keg stand. they dropped her. we're leaving.
even through the webcam i could tell he was aiming for my face/hair
Countdown til Saturday. I'd assume we're somewhere around 10,000 bottles of beer on the wall.
I just filled out my 2010 Census drunkenly. I'm single handedly throwing it off.
Apparently last night drunk me put my phone in a cup of beer to make it "fun scented".
And don't worry, my exact words were "I can't believe a baby came outta that thing"
There is is 40 year old penis staring me in the face right now if there was ever a time to be a good friend its right now.
I think we did. All i know my pants smell like pong water due to the bathroom extravagansa. God I feel like a whore.
What the hell do you have that is more important than a GIANT WATER SLIDE?
come home. i made deep-fried hotdogs; don't let me die alone.
He was so drunk and proud of his 6-month-gym-results he actually made me touch his whole naked body.
I spilled wine on my pillowcase and I figure it's basically my lifeblood so I'm just leaving it
i just remember that i was on top of him and he wasnt contributing to the event much.. god i hope he wasnt asleap.
when I walked in the door they were passed out naked, on top of eachother, with tetris controllers in their hands.
there is such a gross feeling of satisfaction when the married guy i used to hook up with likes my facebook status.
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