The walk of shame is slightly more complicated when you wake up in the wrong country...
I dont think that drinking by ourselves on a saturday night counts as being "fun alcoholics"
why does my status of facebook already read REHAB 2011
At the end of the night you handed the bartender a piece of paper with the word "VISA" written on it.
Starting drinking whiskey at eight. Already had ten girls looking up my kilt to make sure I'm wearing it right.
No, I got those cupcakes fair and square. That homeless man should have known not to underestimate the determination of a stoned chem student.
i was drunk enough to give the cab driver my number when he said "you talk like you like guys"
If you value your immune system buddy, walk away from that one.
the saddest part is, this is not even the first time i've woken up in a shopping cart with a concussion.
Every time I walk onto campus my Saint Patrick's day scar starts to throb. I'm like a drunken accident prone Harry Potter
I need to stop getting in the car with my dad when im rolling balls. I think he's starting to notice my eyes aren't usually completely pupil
He is sitting on the foor in the soup aisle saying "to each their own soup"
I am a 5'4" ball of sexual frustration and vodka. It is that kind of night.
I still don't like him. I'm also filled with alcohol, so I'll revisit the statement in the morning.
Just to clarify, i'm coming over for tacos not a threesome
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