This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
FOUR LOKO IS YES. SUNDAY MORNING DRUNK IS YES.
We followed the campus tour around in a golf cart drinking PBR and blasting "Sexual Healing."
I apologize for getting really drunk, taking off my shirt, bitching someone out, crying, and breaking something at your party next weekend...
Nothing like puking into an empty cooler at a red light on the way to get plan b.
I have to talk to myself and be all "you are NOT horny tonight"
Could we try to replay the decision making process whereby only you and I bought and drank a keg this weekend? Because there were some fundamental flaws!
I also woke up on my floor. Naked. On a pile of clothes. With my head in the trash can. And a sheet over me.
We were drunk having sex and I knocked over her bedside table/fish bowl and she jumped off to check if her fish was still alive but she made me pasta so it's cool
He's like a unicorn and I just wanna domesticate him
i can trust myself, just not when im drunk. and drinking is my favorite pastime
Happy birthday and sorry I punched your friend in the face
I was masturbating and a roofer walked past my bedroom window.
I think one make out session at a bar per year is probably the best choice.
I someohow managed to lose my butt plug in tne midst of moving to B.C. and I am not a happy camper.
Randomize
