So they call this "a walk of shame" but fuck that...this walk is fantastic. What kind of debbie downer came up with that name?
we were frolicking through a fountain of pizza rolls. it was like the best dream i ever had
i went to go through my sent box of drunk texts from last night and they were all deleted... i'm going to assume drunk me made the executive decision that sober me would be better off not knowing what they said
So my game is weak??
If your game is "Lets have sex, and maybe pizza" then yes.
remind me in the morning to get the random kid out of the closet and to clean the pudding off the wall
a search helicopter?!
i remember too much of last night for it to have been successful
I woke up locked in the bar...this has redefined partying.
I never want to hear the words 'my therapist says . . . ' while naked again.
Also, my phone autocorrects ENABLER to all caps. I think I drunk text the word too often.
I found a fingernail in my vagina. A fingernail.
I'm pretty sure the bus driver knew how hung over I was and hit all the pot holes on purpose. I threw up into my water bottle.
I don't need no damn man when I have the cock-a-nator 2000.
that is our friendship pylon, do not lose it
fuck you.
DO NOT LOSE IT
its 4am. iam sitting in the luggage car of the train eating beef jerkey. i feel like a hobo.
dont insult. no hobo is as pathetic as you.
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