Being hungover naked and coloring my hair. I guess I am not naked I have black latex gloves on. Give me a call.
im coming over.
The night ended with a lot of tears and everyone singing along to Willenium
I blacked out after the shots of canned lobster bisque.
Woke up with the note 'going outside. Ignore bloody spoon. Be back soon' taped to my forehead. Know anything about it?
the whole story woulnd't be so depressing if i had made out with ANYONE but the piano player.
I took a few sips of my hugeee bottle of liquid Vicodin and smoked my one hitter and now I'm going thru my attic like Indiana Jones
I left after my shirt got dropped in the toilet thinking that there was absolutely no good that could happen the rest of the evening. I hear I was very wrong.
Wake up. We're going shopping for booze and samurai swords.
He walked straight into the wall, said "excuse me ma'am" and continued back to his dorm room.
He barged in the room with no shirt on, all fucking ripped with a half keg under one arm. Sara now calls him Bronan the Beerbarian
LEAVE ME AND MY NIPPLES ALONE
I just remembered touching your bosses wife's fake tits last night. Thanks again for taking me to your work function.
I was so hungover at work I had my shirt on backwards. I had no idea how I managed to get through today puke free.
I'd date him. I'd date the fucking shit out of him.
Just because I also want a blowjob doesn't mean I don't want to just see you too.
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