We were so bored at work tonight that we were in dry storage taking turns pouring the boxed wine we use for cooking into each others' mouths. I think I'm starting to understand the "problem" aspect of "drinking problem."
i love how cold weather makes identifying sluts easier. is it below freezing? is she wearing a tube top? she's easy.
turn left when you see the girl thats puking on the sidewalk. she hasnt been moving much so she makes a good street marker
its a sex-hate relationship...no love involved
Am I the only one creeped out by the guy asleep behind our couch?
ex-cheerleader. ex-gymnast. ex-dancer. i dont even know who to go for tonight
Cleaning my room at 2am, in just one corner I found six beers, half a pint of whiskey, my flask, 2 shotgun bullets, my crown and shimmer lotion.
I'm going to start using the hurricane naming system for my hangovers. Hangover Agatha is a real bitch today.
The best part of the night was you shouting "I have to take the LSAT tomorrow" between shots of fireball.
My hangover headache is somewhere in the Harry Potter scar neighborhood. I can now empathize with that poor bastard.
I was playing 'If You Had To Fuck One or Die' with the old composite pictures with a guy in the bathroom line. They were all pretty ugly so I go "You can tell this is a lower tier frat"......turns out the guy was a brother
Why was I so drunk last night that I licked the bar and then the bartenders face? Why didn't you stop me? We can never go back there.
I’m a go ahead and fuck down ATL. So when I leave in January I’ll have no regrets.
You know, finding my first grey pube at 34 is FAR more distressing than finding that first grey hair at 13.
I DO NOT FUCKING WANT OR NEED THIS INFORMATION!
My parents left me the house for the weekend...you know what that means?!
Harry Potter marathon and no pants.
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