it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
I'm shivering and sweating at the same time. Thanks a lot St. Patrick.
i dont mean to point any fingers but there is a lot of urine in the kitchen
Found out that no one else got Christmas bonuses...and you said nothing good could come from sleeping with my boss.
We couldn't get our shit together to go to the bar, so we're getting drunk and facebook stalking all the girls who have gotten fat since high school. Any names you wanna throw out?
Hey. Me and my buddy are drunk. you wanna give us tattoos of the hawaiian punch guy we shall pay very well. Seriously dude. no bull shit.
Well. I have your keys. You have my car. Looks like we have a drunkxican standoff.
If I can't get slightly excited by the thought of his face between my legs then I know I can never sleep with him.
I send out my deepest condolences for seeing my ass last night.
I'm wearing spiderman underwear, the question is what am I NOT capable of
"Little drunk?" Honey you were "livetweeting" Sublime's "Sublime" album while it was playing in his car, and at one point you said you hoped they play Santeria. "Little drunk" doesn't cover it.
He said I took his samurai sword off his wall and proceeded to jump off his porch at people coming home from the bar.
Just cropdusted a little kid that wouldn't get out of my way in Kroger. Welcome to the real world bitch.
He fucked my brains out then fed me cheese and peanut butter. I might be in love.
You threw up everything but your ovaries.
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