i wanted to go smoke pot, so i told my mom i was getting tutored. she asked what time i would be back, i told her learning doesn't have a curfew
I didnt believe in cockblocking untill my roomate brought home that.
Literally passed out while tubing... Boating while hammered is a blast but thank God for life jackets
the fact that i fell through a skylight is the least humiliating part of the night
get over here now. the boys are doing shots of everclear, chasing with monster, and some dude jsut walked in with a backpack full of tattoo gear.
I'm a lady, I can't pee on the ceiling. Even I don't have that power.
Is it bad of me to apply as a night shift counselor at a boys orphanage purely because of how laid that would get me at bars?
You said that you were drinking out of a pan, and then went on to apologise to 'Jesus and all the other guys' for drinking on a Sunday.
That's like the cock version of a mortal kombat fatality.
the fact that i already established a hook up buddy for thanksgiving break is genius
Last night I dressed up as a cowgirl and walked into McDonald's. I bought 20 mcribs. There's pictures
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
Every time I'm hungover I just want to watch Harry Potter and cry.
There's a weed, money and oreo filled pinata promised for our party.
He bedazzled a shirt for me that said "best head giver" should I be thankful for the gift or concerned that he has a bedazzler?
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