yeah it was kind of like, i'm 27 and still live in a frat house.. you honestly expect me to have "moral fiber" and a "conscience"
elementary school lunch room party. everyone brings their own lunch and can trade stuff. all juice is booze.
Every good night starts with white castle burgers and shots in the parking lot.
Just drove past a church with a sign near it that said, "God wants to be your daddy."
just had a dream there were parent teacher conferences in college...scariest dream ever.
I probably shouldn't have followed up that rainbow sherbet with beef jerky. This is a whole new level of fat, even for me.
What happens at the gay bar stays at the gay bar. Except that I sold my panties for $100. People should know that.
Yeah...don't think he was sober. He kept screaming "I fucking love this game!". It was his Chase app.
He woke up & asked where his pants were then asked where he was then asked who I was. Been married 20 yrs. He was drunkest ever.
The council and I are about to open up a bottle of malort.
UPGATe: THE COUNCIL AND I HAVE AGREED TO BAHN MALORT FROM THE HOUSEHOLD
He asked me the next morning if he fell asleep inside of me. Drunk is an understatement.
Wall of shame with a backpack full of beer bottles, cowboy hat in hand, and a handlebar mustache. I was applauded by a passing car
My day so far: morning after pill and pancakes. Living the dream.
was i wearing any clothes at that point?
socks and a thong
I hooked up with the sexiest couple in the LAX BATHROOM IN THE CHANGING FAMILY ROOM HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA
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