if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
bitch please you did NOT just unlike my status..
My little brother got home at 4am too, we drunk ate together. It was a kodak moment.
If it was designed to hold water, it was designer to hold wine
I booty called her while she was in labor.
He thought he was drowning because he was drinking water and intentionally holding his breath. Dear god what did you get me in to.
Oh and now he's calling me Brohammed Ali.
You got the whole drunk bus to sing, "In The Jungle" while conducting with your glowsticks.
So update from last night: I made friends with a coke dealer, I tore the card scanner off the wall of my dorm, and I passed out on our bathroom counter with my head in the sink.
We 6 way cheers-ed with French fries last night, hammered, in the booth.
This is the I'm sorry text for running around yelling don't shit on my rainbow, end up in the fetal position crying at 4 am in my car because someone shit on my rainbow
I'm at a gyno in Japan. Safe to say every possible rule of etiquette is about to be broken. Buckle up, motherfuckers.
There's a lady lying down on the sidewalk in front of our building smoking a cig
I really don't know where my pants are, but that's not the problem. When are you going to unlock the door?
Joke’s on you. I got to talk to a furry about why nukes are bad and why musicals are good.
Never go to your parents' super bowl party. I learned, in great detail, "Why Aunt Trisha is a hoe" Not enough beer on the eastern seaboard.
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