OMG. Drunk.
I'm so glad you fill me in on these things.
Sorry. Must've been trying to twitter.
honestly, magaritas are the void men can't fill.
Ok Ghana you win again. Tell you what...Double or nothing over women's tennis, basketball, hockey, war, baseball, golf, swimming, diving, oil spills, box office proceeds, internet porn sites, criminals incarcerated, women's downhill, bass fishing, NASCAR, or GDP?
Its officially tradition: I black out every year on michael jackson's death day..
This kind of poor decision making requires a real cup, not a mason jar.
Believe me. As soon as the boss man is out the door. I am on my way to wow your vagina with my horse-like attributes.
I told you I'm not going to the Phillies game until we're tripping balls
The only thought that went through my head was "that would be an absolute disaster" so of course I said yes
You sternly pointed at him and declared that you would ride his cock until the early dawn.
Then, you ate a turkey sub, went into his room
I'm jealous that you can use my boobs as pillows & I can't.
In case you were wondering how drunk I was last night, there was an unopened slim Jim in front of my door and I ate it.
He called me saying he got nice rims for his car so now we can fuck in style
It's just unfortunate that I still have the image of him having sex with me fresh in my mind
Thank you for stopping me from getting a butt tattoo. That was a good call.
You know it's a good May 2-4 when it involves 14 straight hours of vodka slush and garlic bread
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