Call me Kermit cause I'm about to go piggin
Pre-drinking/conditioning my liver for this impending hurricane party associated with cat. 2 hurricane Irene. Be ready to roll in a weather channel minute.
woke up to see a man wearing a sailor hat and covered in vomit sneaking out the door. Epic night indeed.
Its not the fact that i woke up wearing a tutu that bugs me its the fact that i have 75 photos of me wearing a tutu on facebook
Its not that hard, just find a girl reading 50 shades of grey and point her my way
he busted into the room with single cheese slices and started yelling "THROW SOME CHEESE ON THAT BITCH"
The lady at target couldn't scan my grocery item and just looked at me and said "just take it. I hate this fucking place". Best munchie adventure yet.
Regardless of your intentions, deep throating a Twinkie is NOT sexy. You owe that poor cashier an apology the next time you pump gas.
Good morning love! Friendly reminder that we decided to make leggings with a vagina zipper. "For the winter quickie"
I was apparently the best non-Irish person at the party. I wore my skating dress, Austrian flag and a giant shamrock. Everyone is calling me "30 Shots Girl".
Update: tequila girl had her hand down groomsmen pants
We haven't had hot water in our dorm all weekend. Do you know if there is any other way to wash off shame?
It's slightly odd going to a booty call during morning rush hour with everyone else going to work.
Dude my cat is eating sugar cookies with me. No joke. My cat likes cookies.
I just woke up in a prom dress on your bathroom floor, yea I'm 32.
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