Its where this guy sticks a jar up his ass. Be prepared to be suspended between vomiting and cheering.
It was all fun and games until Tim shit on the end table
i'm watching the tyra show: "women who beat up their boyfriends" - lets see how she can make THIS one all about herself too.
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
I just showed my tits to my brother on chatroulette. Could my life get any worse?
Taped crackers to the wall. Sat I'n the dryer. Bobby had to pull me out by my hair. No more.
I would makeout with my roommate, but im not drunk enough and she doesnt like bacon fat
I think I'm interested in anyone that recognizes I actually have a pulse
The countdown is at hand. We are 15 days from so much Jameson that names will be forgotten. Prepare your liver now or severe projectile vomiting will be the theme of the night.
Did you really lure me out of the bar with a blond holding a dunkin donuts bag? Well played sir, well played.
We're not piercing ourselves today.
dude ur drinkin a beer not ta capri sun. lose the straw
I feel sorry for the person who's phone number is 704-1776 cause from now on I'm giving that number to every guy I never wanna talk to again. Happy Independence Day
well it was great until i saw his anime body pillow
The last thing I remember is being given a cup full of absinthe and deciding I needed to wear my tool belt
You were returned to the hotel by someone wearing a priest costume and carrying knives.
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