everything was goin great until he pulled out his ed hardy lighter and smoked in my face like he was cool.
it's like you attract all the douchebags that nobody wants. people should thank you.
how drunk are you?
What does that even mean anymore?
Oh i know my limit. 9 shots after i've given blood.
Party at my house. Liquor pinata. Your presence is required.
it was a weeks worth of wine for $20. it would have been fiscally irresponsible to not buy it.
literally the only thing you kept saying was "i wish i had a beer keg vending machine that accepted hugs as payment" and everytime you said it you rubbed the urn her grandmother's remains were in
I don't remember anything but yelling at the ref in Spanish.
You crawled everywhere and rolled in ice cream. No more vodka for a month.
My dad got me a charm braclet....his way of trying to support my gayness....
The black hole just entered the party man, I can literally see guys starting to move towards her.
I'm not trying to be dramatic but if someone makes you choose between getting a Brazilian or dying. For the sake of your sanity just fucking die
The worst part was when I went to go spit it out and rinse my mouth, his grandpa was in the bathroom, so I had to fucking wait. It was awful. I finally ran to the kitchen and prayed his parents didn't come out of their room.
omg sorry but i tried to stop you when you were at your drunk limit but i took my eyes off you for like 2 seconds and you suddenly appeared with hard liquor in both hands for yourself and downed them and it was downhill from there
I bought Plan B for the first time and an interview outfit today. You could say my life is improving.
the funny thing was, all i remember was a liter of vodka and going to oneonta for the night. then 2 weeks later bam, i get a letter banning me from campus for the next 4 years. awesome convorsation with my dad to wake up to.
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