So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
The only pictures he has from one of the biggest football weekends is an album titled "I miss my dog" filled with tons of pictures of his dog and him. This relationship must end.
i should have probably stopped drinking when my beer pong shots were hitting the other team in the face..
yeah thats usually a good indication.
My male hookup buddy is gonna meet my female hookup buddy, let the awkward hookup games begin!
Just so we're clear, that's a yes to the honey, but if you get marshmallow fluff anywhere near my body we are never doing this again
I'm really really gonna try not to at least one night. The 4 day thanksgiving bender almost killed me last year
You need a twittervention. You're better than this.
Nope not happening. When I close my eyes the floor moves. I'm going to enjoy this free roller coaster.
He said that I looked like a "ghost had crawled up into my vagina and died"..so yeah, I'd say the hangover was noticeable.
It's kind of awesome I can smoke with my parents and tell them about thetime we used listerine in that bong
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
Next think I knew I was pretty much using his penis as a microphone... No more playing Eminem during hookups
i've now hooked up with two guys who have tattoos of their sister's names...so that's a reality i have to live with...
You woke us up at 9:15 am still in your toga from last night saying "welcome to my house party...party". You had already filled up the pong cups with yaager/fireball and ordered a chicken platter... Who even delivered that that early???
I seriously just rolled a joint on my high school diploma. I feel like I've come so far.
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