Richard, I just read on your Twitter account that you have enjoyed a, "Much needed post birthday smoothie..."...A bit revealing, no?
So im going to watch Hocus Pocus in my footie pajamas... How am I in college?
Bruises. Everywhere. Table sex is dangerous
So not only did team sweden fail to particpate in any drinking game but i also found puke in my viking helmet this morning.
The night took a downhill turn when he started using a butter knife as a spoon to drink his cosmo
Im only pretending to be his friend so I can sleep with his girlfriend.
Every single item that was in my fridge is now in my hot tub. Please help
No. I heard a cover of "my heart will go on". This is not sanity.
She needs to go. She is like the Yoko Ono of our group.
Dropping acid was like seeing the whole world as a blank canvas to imagine anything I wanted.
And apparently all you wanted was to watch the sun explode and me take 60,000 dicks to the face.
So red wine goes with eggs, right? Because that's all I have in the house to cook and the drinking options are either wine or scotch
You both snapchatted me that. Like, I just got a double dose of penis pastry.
I'm in the liquor store and fucking "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls is playing. IM ALREADY ASHAMED OF MY REASON FOR BEING HERE, GIVE ME A BREAK.
If you are refering to the duckling living in your bath...I can explain, but before I do, can you throw a peice of bread in there?
We should write a country song: “Blacked Out on a Sunday”
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