You going to have to be more specific than the night we blew an 8ball off the toilet..
He went bowling in his bathroom.. And shattered the toilet.
It started out just like any other night: was watching a Zach Effron movie, drinking tequila out of a water bottle. I don't understand how this got out of hand.
PS August 29 of last year was when you ran over my foot. Facebook just reminded me.
Just burnt my nuts with a cigarette. Don't ask. I hate life.
How the fuck did I get back? Last thing I remember is being on some hot guy's shoulders yelling at girls shaking their asses
We'll talk about it later...
You asked me if I was judging you for being drunk, and if I can hypnotize you make sober.
My boss followed me on Twitter. Excuse me while I delete 90% of my tweets
All I know is that I have a black eye and an extra $200 in my wallet. Other than that, clueless.
last night i fell off a barstool and busted my nose. i can regretfully say that i didn't see cherub last night.
Just cuz I'm recovering alcoholic does NOT make me the taxi for you every weekend
Socially acceptable to sleep in a booth in the library? Its not finals but I dunno if I can make it back to south. Too drunk.
Just a reminder- you dropped broccoli in my car and then felt bad for it and named him Henry
I know. I miss henry.
This night could easily degenerate into a drunken haze of strippers and gambling, but I need a support network.
The guy I slept with in AZ just called and is moving here next week.
Randomize
