we're drinking boxed wine and eating string cheese. It's like a wine tasting for poor people.
He told me I took off my shirt, asked for the latino thunder and jumped on him. I want to question this but it sounds too much like me.
Heads up. We filled your kiddie pool with kool-aid and vodka. Things are about to get Out. Of. Hand. Quickly.
I almost got away with it until she smelled beer on the stroller.
No kidding. I just keep looking at that 'under 21 until 11/21/2011' on my id and whispering "soon enough"
am i so blindsided by his great personality that i'm hooking up with an ugly guy?
i thought you knew
I had to assert my dominance as Alpha Drunk.
It was like die hard. Except with more penises.
I took 36 pictures of my lava lamp. your weed wins.
Shouldn't have fucked on the top bunk, I bounced so high my hair got caught in the ceiling fan and almost broke my neck.
He's rapping about a turtle neck sweater. Please come get me.
Day drinking! Today! (tomorrow too!) Our place! Whenever you get off work! Ready go!
I'm pretty sure my calc professer is on coke. He's just too excited for this to be an 8am class.
I still have that dildo-suction bruise on my forehead and this sweater STILL smells like my Christmas Eve vomit.
You spilled your drink, and we laughed so hard my boobs popped out of my shirt.
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