We made a drinking game out of poaching eggs. When did our life turn into a really awesome version of Top Chef?
woke up in Sigma Chi. In his room. they are iniating pledges right now. Holy fucking shit mother of pearl.
Great parenting moment: noticing your kid is going to puke from gorging fish sticks and sending her outside. Then watching her puke on your dog.
I am so hungover and cant move but craving a Wendys frosty so bad. I might have to watch 2 girls 1 cup just to settle the urge
btw found the cat. he didn't appreciate the toilet bath.
so does the 200 for rent and 150 for utilities include the never telling my boyfriend about the guys i bring home.. or is that extra?
"too many" and "free shots" never belong in the same sentence
The birthday girl is bringing her own barf bucket, it is going to be a good weekend.
Ya well here is the deal with last night, it was the Biggest shit show we have ever co-stared in.
So update from last night: I made friends with a coke dealer, I tore the card scanner off the wall of my dorm, and I passed out on our bathroom counter with my head in the sink.
I'm trying to ve beat feiesnd sent.
Actually here it's more "lie around naked in a dark room" weather.
Yeah like stabbing myself through the eye with a coffee stir and bleeding out all over the office rug
Cover your peen. We're going out.
You have my heart. You only share my vagina.
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