I feel like I should I write an apology note to the frat for falling down stairs, passing out on the couch, and chugging the entire bottle of burnetts at semiforml last weekend. Apparently I was the main topic of discussion at their chapter meeting last night.
No. Especially when my uncle started stripping. Too many shots. So that's where I get that from.
She agreed that we could have sex whenever I wanted and I could let someone else meet my mom.
I don't know if it's the amount i drank last night or the number of taylor swift statuses on facebook but i feel like puking everywhere
i wont go near him until the smell goes away , and he takes the chex mix box off his head.
you kept telling her you'd make a great step-dad while cuddling her and rubbing her back...
Showerbowl immediately followed by pullups naked. I feel like fucking Tarzan
currently waiting for her to check in on Facebook, the second she does I'm there. someone is getting laid tonight
I'm not stalking, she is pretty much begging me to come find her if she checks in
Even with having the shower running and music on everyone could hear the alcohol gods making me sacrifice my dignity and meals from the past week.
It felt like Party Santa dropped by and gave us two more 18-packs.
I thanked him for the booty call offer but told him I'd rather just do it myself
So I just noticed that my last drunk google search before going to bed last night was "ghosts based on gays." I have no idea what that's supposed to mean
So I can officially say that someone has licked whipped cream off my nipples. Go senior year
but, alas, I am not the lady in the streets. I'm simply the freak in the sheets.
I think I just got drunk texted by my psychiatrist
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