I don't think brook has ever known best
Last night was epic. Hooked up with Emma Watson, found twenty bucks, and then passed out on my floor.
No you didn't. You drank unbelievable amounts of 151, passed out in someone else's bathroom, and we carried you back to your floor. Nice dreams though.
You can't use the, "think about your future" line when trying to convince me to save some weed for tomorrow.
you fucked my boyfriend. margarita girls night will not fix this.
She stumbled in with some guy, woke me up, introduced him and said "This is my sister. She's a freshman. She probably hates you."
The bartender gave me the kids toys. Paddle ball & a gecko.
I have bruises on the inside of my thighs from sliding down the stair case...thanks for encouraging that slut show
Based off the amount of cat hair on my poncho....i stole a cat last night.
He thinks he's a sex addict. Just. My. Type.
Well, when you bump into your parents at a swingers meetup, it's time to change cities
Last night I flashed a car full of people my tits for a bag of pretzels so yeah I'd say I was at least tipsy.
You aren't truly friends with someone until you play drinking games via text at 8:30 in the morning.
When my beach tent arrives , I strongly suggest quitting our jobs and becoming homeless beach drunks
It was like a baby arm holding another baby arm holding an apple grove. Fuckin huge!
Can we throw a "death to my 20s" party when I turn 30?
Sure. Funeral attire and hard liquor
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