So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
you never know, standards drop, they turn gay, shit happens.
i'm at the point now where i want him to say anything. even an apology for his boomerang-shaped penis would be nicer than no comment.
duuuude. vodka popsicles DO NOT function.
i dunno what you eat but your cum is all over my underwear and it smells like pretzels
I brought up my Bobbly Flay drinking game in the interview. Of course I got the job.
he put $150 on the cabs dash so 9 of us could pile in and ride 3 blocks to the apartment.
at the time it didn't seem likely that you would ever find the cake in your underwear
I need you to help me convince Steph that she will like Tequila if she would chase it with A-1
Exact words that were just spoken as she was on her 6th, yes 6th piece of bread: "I'm only eating the soft and chewy inside of the bread-I am taking the crust home to feed my turtles"
Drinking Hot Toddies on the Porch and blasting bob dylans "hurricane" bring it on sandy!
Denial and avoidance are my survival strategies for 2013.
Denial, avoidance and beer.
I thought he put a fake swan in my yard, but no, he put a real life swan in my yard
I can feel the shame as I walk down your hallway.. good night
She was doing drunken zumba and screaming "FUCK YOU I HAVE MY OWN STYLE!" at the TV
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