No matter how fun it seemed the night before you will always regret taking those pictures, you will always regret eating as much as you did, but you will never regret the great lengths you had to got to get those bruises.
Exactly. All of us sinners go to hell and get nothing while all of the goody two shoes get to go to heaven where its all pink floyd, lasers, and pot.
Is it a bad thing that the only time i wear nice clothes to class, is when i get too fucked up the night before and wear the same clothes i went out in?
he then proceeded to tear down my curtains, wrap them around his waist, and use the rod as his "rod"... you tell me how drunk he is...
Things got a little weird when he fired up his homemade flamethrower in the living room.
whatever. as long as im no longer referred to as the girl who fucked the pledge on his big brother's couch.
I don't appreciate the fact that you tagged me as a giant bucket Miracle Whip.
Really, thanks for buying me caribou, it helped me out. Today will forever be the day I threw up in a caribou cup in the skyway outside of chipotle.
All I remember was endless tequila and pulling karate moves from 3 Ninjas Kick Back towards the guy at 7 Eleven. Explanation?
I feel like a food baby is going to burst from my stomach and eat all the leftovers until another food baby rips out of its stomach. And so on. It's truly a merry Christmas.
For our final psych experiment, we're conditioning Tim to hump the nearest inanimate object and/or person every time he hears a Ke$ha song
I can't believe you didn't come out. There was a duckling ON THE BAR!
I have a cat for love and a booty call for sex. What else could I need?
Seriously, he's as bad as Joffrey. I hope this ends like Game Of Thrones did.
I come home to my brother mixing skittles and vodka. We're all proud of him.
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