After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
Girls only wine night turned into a sloppy drunk lesbian orgy again
We saw a kid playing in poison ivy. We walked away, he'll learn his lesson.
im laying here in the parking lot drinking a warm coke, prob still drunk, feeling like i need to apologize to everyone i know
So it turns out rose was the bear hunting girl. Fuck my life
None of those words made sense together.
Between the walk of shame, bar fight, karaoke, injuries, number of bar check-ins, and variety/quantity of alcohols and Advil consumed, I'd say HookerFest 2012 was a raging success.
Just puke out the sadness. Like a fuckin dragon.
you haven't really lived until you are in a situation where your vagina is hanging out
I had so much stripper lotion and body glitter on my glasses I had a hard time driving home.
Besides the one of you shaking your cock for 10sec that was one of the best snapchat's ever haha
Well my grandma put the turkey in the oven for 4 hours and didn't have the oven on.
also I saw his dick in the morning light and it was glorious. Like staring upon your birthday cake you ordered from heaven and going " can't wait to eat that later"
had more orgasms than hours of sleep last night
He said he broke his back in 3 spots & my first thought was "there goes my booty call".
Did u have a 2nd thought
I need a new booty call.
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