Well I thought that next 8 ball would either kill us or turn us into Gods
Wasted at the beach. Toasting underage, overdeveloped girls. God bless 'em.
let me put it this way. im never saying "join in or get out" again unless i know whos in the room.
MRIs the morning after St. Patty's Day was a poor choice.
If we were unicorns we would fly together. Like in a pack. A pack of flying unicorns.
I told him I'd rather have sex with his father last night. I'll admit now that I was drunk.
I've decided to tape numbers to the bottom of my heels corresponding to the number of drinks I can safely consume in them.
Sometimes one must go to great lengths and make great sacrifices to get drunk. I willingly accept the challenge.
I'm remembering the time we thought it was a brilliant idea to put koolaid powder in shots of goldschlager
I had sex for the second time today and ate an entire bag of alligator jerky on the way home. These truly are the golden years.
I didn't punch him it was just love coming out of my fist
Must be why he thought choking was foreplay. Like WTF? No.
Don't be upset because I bitch slapped you with intelligence
How much have you had to drink?
Qhaghao Oslo?
That seems like quite a lot.
Everyone has seen your nipples. It's like asking if they ever walked on grass. You need better hangover questions.
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