seagrams + popov + pineapple + milk. there, ur search for worlds worst drink is over. you're welcome
Scott woke me up by cracking a beer open in my face. Best friends are awesome.
Just got off the phone with poison control. They're more concerned about our alcohol intake than that the beer bong was last cleaned with pine sol.
Shark Week. Kick off begins Sunday. The drinking game has been upgraded to include jumping/breaching sharks and Jake's not allowed to bring the harpoon. Period.
The higher i get, the less gay he looks, and the more i want to make out with him. This is dangerous.
I'm pretty sure that I'm earning a horrible reputation with your friends, but I'm having a fucking great time in the process.
I held a cracker & gaterade down for an hour. I feel like this will be my greatest accomplishment of the day.
There was a note in my hello kitty underwear telling me "don't go over 9000"
I'm trying to decide whether it's worth it to masturbate in this gas station bathroom
God he's so convenient, drugs, an parties all in one person. He's like the Walmart of delinquency.
Officially drug you out of White Castle last night by the hood on your sweatshirt after you cussed out the attendant and stole the satisfaction guaranteed sign because they were closed!
And then we felt it necessary to continue drinking for another 4 hours, yikes
His flight is delayed. Mother Nature is delaying me from sex.
the best part of christmas was when my mom opened the handcuffs that were supposed to be for jen. Surprisingly, not the most awkward situation of the day.
I wanna hang out. The cats don't talk back.
my birth father cheated on his wife with my birth mother. it's literally in my blood to be a home wrecker.
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