It was fun until I shot a pea out of my nose while throwing up. Left over tuna casarole at 3Am was a terrible choice.
I just realized I use Twitter to keep of track of when I get drunk.
Do you remember snorting allspice and yelling at doughnut shop girl?
I lost it last night. That was humiliating. Cincinnati is now covered in my puke.
I don't know if it was his cologne or his Jesus hair, but he was much more fuckable than last time I saw him.
Now that I think about it, it may have been the 6 pitchers of beer.
Seriously just confirmed via our bathroom scale that a keg weighs 170lbs
We're all just looking at each other quietly, hoping that no one brings up last nights shenanigans.
literally just blacked in. Im watching what to expect when your expecting, eating pretzels and peanut butter, and I have someone's underwear around my neck.
Ran into him again last night, stole his glowstick and walked away. The glowstick mountain in my room keeps growing.
I used the hope and guess method to figure out who I slept with last night.
Was I drunk or did Alex not show up with 100 rainbow Jell-O shots?
There are horrible decisions in life and then there are tequila flavored moonshine decisions
Fucked him in a graveyard. Need plan b.
hopefully I won't be diving through a thorn bush to escape an explosion this time
I feel like I got hit by a car. But a small car, like a Beetle or a Mini or something.
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