Yeah...you.wanna.hang.out.tomorrow?My.space.button.is.broken.
she came to the game with a camelback filled with booze. except it was only the bag part so she duct taped to her back
Somehow ended up at a stranger's bridal shower. Everyone else is already drunk.
Do you want the really bad news or the bad news? Or do you want it in chronological order?
All I learned from that experience was that drinking scotch out of a crunk goblet was bad news.
At some point last night was I riding a garbage can.. Things are starting to come back to me
if you just come over, i will entertain you
arguing about the color of your bong does not count as entertainment
8:30 every morning in the third floor bathroom we fuck in the handicap stall. You have your morning workout and I have mine.
The beer shits the day after completing the World Beer Tour at Epcot are just as epic as the tour itself.
I'd climb him like a horny MILF spider monkey.
Just had an orgasim to the Star Spangled Banner so.. it was all worth it.
My favorite bra is missing and I smell like beer and bad decisions. This is definitely a sign that hoe mode is activated.
So after we found out he wasnt throwing up blood in was just hawaiian punch and we all failed breathalyzers the cop drove us around like a taxi and brought us back to the apartment
Cheyanne in woods. Ducks attacked. My toe is bleeding. We are gpsing our way home on foot. No worries
You were drinking tequila through a straw.. and kept waving your arms at me and getting this intense stare down as you muttered something about jedi mind tricks.
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