Apparently last night I sat at the bar with an upside down sharpie lightning bolt on my forehead, yelling "It's Harry Potter's birthday! Let me be on the qudditch team!" And I kept calling the bartender Dobby. There are videos.
I'm hoping you can explain why I woke up with what I believe is pumpkin pie all over my body
he started drinking at 9am with grey goose and pancakes. He IS my hero.
I am assuming I was his dirty Mardi Gras mistake and I can live with that
Ya, because touching his brother's face for 20 minutes in front of him wasn't bad enough, I also threw up in his garden and stole like 10 of his shirts before I left. But I fed his dog, so it's okay.
Wow just saw this. Nothing like a little anal sex to ring in 2012.
And now she's hand feeding me pork rines and showing me her angry birds high scores. This is Vegas.
I woke up to a head of lettuce on my nightstand, someones Honda abandoned in my yard, the cat partially shaved, and a empty bottle of sailor hanging by a scarf from the rafters. Oh, and 26 people apparently came though and rubbed my back in the process of the night. Happy 23rd to me!
Dammit labor day drinking cancelled due to 3 inch long table saw cut to palm
The fact that he said "there's nothing wrong with being a raging drunk, just ask my mother." has me thinking that I have no positive role-models among my friends.
shes making a cheerios necklace using dental floss 'just in case' she gets the munchies later
I would do everything over again, except the fireball.
just yelled CURVEBALL at my nightie because it turned out to be a pair of shorts
COME TO THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN AND I WILL GIVE YOU MY SAGE ADVICE.
ya well i woke up to my roommate spraying me with windex...
I just slept for fifteen hours straight. It's like my body knows i'm drinking with you and is preparing..
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