Should I go home with him even though I know my Run DMC undies have skid marks on them?
don't worry dude, we didn't fuck on your bed out of respect for you
couldn't find a condom?
basically
i found a twelve pack under my bed. and a six pack in my closet. I'm like a fucking alcoholic squirrel.
you were saying "i am the vodka queen!" and then in a different voice replying to yourself "all hail the vodka queen! you are so beautiful!"
I know it should be off bounds, but can this be the chick we all sleep with at some point? I can write it off as drunken mistake, you all just have to come up with equally good excuses
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
I want an alcoholic time machine so we could skip to new years eve
I am assuming I was his dirty Mardi Gras mistake and I can live with that
EARTHQUAKE STATUS DRINKING GAME
She said she was jealous that i could wear headbands, then growled at the ground in shame..
I think I threw my underwear away at What-A-Burger last night.
God it's like my stomach is full of drunk bees
Your feet probs hurt bc the cab driver kicked us out a mile from home after you wouldn't stop screaming "prohibition can suck my dick"
Did you or did you not grab my boob while I was making out with the foreign kid?
Every time I look at him 'Relax' by Frankie Goes to Hollywood plays in my head. Is that weird?
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