I dont remember anything after Tequila & Apple Juice. May have disovered the recipe for mental bleach.
You were running around the house with a purple crayon asking people to call you harold..
She soaked the fruit in vodka for ten minutes and then mixed it with normal fruit and sherbert icecream. It was called "lottery fruit".
Your 'drink of the future' makes sense now- you feel it for atleast 10 hours into the future
With the amount of g's you put on going I'm gonna guess you're drinking alone again
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
Now back to adults eating hotdogs.
Moonshine marathon is never a good idea
I assume you passed out however I'm drinking jäger and beer in bed with my cat so your friendship world have been appreciated
At least you didn't get an invite in the mail to your fuck buddy's baby shower like I just did. My life is a sitcom
Any sexual interaction is meaningless without pizza during half time.
I yelled at him as he left "you broke up with me. You lost your blow job privileges"
I forgot a room to the key..so whenever you wake ip and read this...I'm sleeping inthe hallway..please find me
HIDE THE INFLATABLE PENIS
when I finally sobered up enough to get out of bed this morning I went to talk to mom and forgot that I had TITS written in big letters on both my hands. I love drinking games.
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