I'm at a work party and I don't know how to drink socially. You know, like slow?
and after you realized your puke was bright blue, you started crying hysterically and screaming, "I DON'T WANT TO BE A SMURF!" no more uv blue for you.
I've decided I'm just gonna keep drinking til the baby bump shows...
we made malted milkshakes. malt as in malt liqour.
I used puppy pads next to the couch for her to throw up on....
How big of a disservice to the economy would we be doing if we didn't drink every day holiday break?
In other news, people don't judge you when you buy a vibrator if you buy a funny birthday card and bag with it. I learned that this weekend.
The only word that describes how much hair I shaved off of my ass is "considerable".
only I would find a long lost relative through a craigslist casual encounters ad
You guys go ahead and have your romantic night. I'm gonna keep my vday tradition alive of angry banging a stranger.
Uhmm, it's called hentai.
I DON'T CARE WHAT IT'S CALLED I DON'T WANT TO SEE IT ON MY WORK COMPUTER
This is the perfect outfit to do ketamine in, I must say
wow bdsm is so cute
The bar brought brought it upon themselves, they played billy joels piano man before closing, it's not our fault the bar isn't a bar anymore, right?
Btw that $18 I gave you to run around outside naked came out of your wallet.
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