To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
you told everyone your name was brenda and you had the whole party chanting b-dawgg by the end of the night. successful.
why dont you just whore around college until someone loves you...thats how it works for girls isnt it?
i fucked a milf yesterday.
i'm not impressed, in this generation that could technically mean a 16 year old.
I just threw up in my hands while sitting on the toilet
You screamed at all of us and then showed us your sack. You're like the boyfriend of my dreams.
its really sad that i have to specifically make this a rule but, absolutely no lighting smoke bombs indoors at my birthday party.
You stumbled in at 10am, half-clothed and still drunk from last night and yelled "well, its not called a walk of pride!", then passed out on the couch.
Notice how both of our plans for hooking up with these guys involve getting them drunk?
Oh my God, we're like men but with great boobs.
The hint wasn't even a hint. it said "stop talking to her" that's pretty straightforward
Getting robbed by hookers is def a right of passage in a mans life
I wanna get high and watch Shrek tonight...don't make me do it alone.
I know I say this every year but 2015 will be the year I finally have sex with David's sister
lol hangovers are for mortals.
Remember that cop that blew me in the parking lot a few weeks ago? He's possibly with his wife and kids shopping at Target.
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