DAMN! I hate it when i drunkenly erase all my "sent message" and wake up in the morning and my inbox is full of "WTF?" and "Huh?" messages.
a lady just got escorted out of the bar because she came in carrying a can of gasoline while smoking a cigarette....this place is the definition of class
What?? I'm covered in blood at the hospital, I atleast deserve a pic of someones boobs
My balls had bee stings let's just leave it at that.
Only way we know if he truly fits in is if we spill straight vodka on the floor and his first instinctnis to lick it up. Otherwise, gameover.
just tripped. bootyfest 2012 will be my engagement party. i saw the whole future. i'm moving to the beach.
Last thing I remember was you straddling a guy in a wheelchair on the dance floor.
According to the bell hop, we stumbled in about 4 and then cannon balled into the pool.
There's going to be a pool, lightsabers and alcohol. What could go wrong?!
Whenever I think to myself, "I don't work for a bunch of hours"... It's shot time?
Plus i lost a button on my shirt and we got free drinks all night. Sorry I'm not sorry.
there may have been a blood oath never to speak of it again...only reason i can think of as to why there was a 1 inch bloody cut on my right boob
Taking care of drunk people fulfills my need to be a mother
You know you hit Mardi Grad bottom when you come to in someone's kitchen on the floor and you are eating gumbo out of a Mixing bowl with a ladle......yeah rock fucking bottom
Fun. You missed it. Michael broke a door with his erection.
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