So it's 10:55am and I just woke up on the floor in the hallway on the4th floor. There should probably be no moredrinking competetions.
Just saw truck nuts on a handicap conversion van
UD be completely fine. you don't lose control just keep a positive environment. for example i really want to lick the wall cause red is delicious but i don't have to.
I have to verbally tell you. He looks good on paper...but he totally fails in person. Like communism.
i dont even feel safe using a push mower...that hungover
Due to our sore throats we are now doing bong hits with cranberry juice to sooth it.
There are bruises on the top of my foot. The pole won.
Good idea. You gotta take care of your vagina. She takes care of you. Pay it forward.
She ended up puking in the bathroom. But she's a good drunk... i told her to stay in there so i could dance til the club closed. She was still in the stall an hour later.
I've already agreed to hook up with 3 people tonight, and its not even 2:00 yet... I think this is what the path to success looks like.
you walked onto the street in the middle of the 10K in your thong. it was a whole new kind of expirience.
She pulled me up to my feet by my hair. I thought it was you for a second. My drunken angel savior.
Damn it. If you ever throw me again, take video.
I supernannyed him into submission
It's so weird fucking this kids aunt then going to the gym with him everyday, but my sick minded self loves it.
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