yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
How bad was it?
You ran around telling everyone that you were going to click them to death on google earth
Just saw a white bronco on my way home from work and the license plate said "NOT OJ"
Oh, I'm sorry. I'd rather be "doable" than "the fat chick"
If I won't even leave the house for sex tonight. I definetly not going out for anything else.
when life gives you lemons, puke and rally.
Are you complaining because you're getting too much sex to find the time to masturbate?
Well, when you say it like that it sounds silly.
Breakfast Clubbing as Juggalos. I can feel our IQs in freefall.
Who wouldn't want a man who can knock a guy out but also loves the bachelor.
It's the best of both worlds
I woke up at 4am on the floor covered in olive oil and fire extinguisher powder but all I wanted to know was where the rest of my booze was at.
Now accepting any stories about my adventures last night, in particular why my knuckles are bleeding.
There is a dude riding on one of those standing wheel things inside forever 21. Calm down.
Have you forgotten that this whole sexy cop role play started with a comment about my mom?
What? I'll do just about anything if you give me a sticker.
Well it was okay until he pinned my arms over my head and I found the loaded pistol tucked behind the bed... THIS IS WHY WE DON'T FUCK BOYS IN MONTANA ANYMORE
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