I look like Roseanne just got in a bar fight with Rosie O'Donnell.
sitting in room practicing taking shots. has my life come to this?
That bus ride was like a tour of all the bushes I puked behind last night
either i blacked out mid-sex but remember the beginning and end, or he really only lasted a couple of minutes
Next time I say "Watch this" Get me the fuck out of the bar.
I'm now at that point where it just feels natural to do a few shots of whisky with breakfast and then head to work
If it's any consolation, your boobs looked awesome.
I have a very important question for you: what are some good rules to have if we want to turn the nfl draft into a drinking game?
It's a never ending cycle of men I've fucked knowing other men I've fucked. I need a new town.
the only thing I remember was some guy took out his fake eye to use it for beer pong
BRING KITTENS I AM A GENIUS
Can you bring me some underwear? I feel uncomfortable going underwear less at a Remembrance Day ceremony.
Knowing there are different types of spiders in different countries and regions makes me never want to travel.
He was tripping his balls off and kept aggressively saying SIT ON MY FACE. 5 hours and countless orgasms later I've decided I must never let this man go.
If walking through the neighborhood with a bottle of tequila and margarita mix is postgrad life, I'm okay with it
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