Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
it felt like I walked into a Tool Academy challenge
I'm gonna put my relationship status as "widowed" to see if it helps me get some poon.
dude this girl next to me farted in the middle of a quiz and denied my high five
bitch
I envy you so much. I get girls who pee on my floor and you get girls who leave in the middle of the night
Well, of course, to the untrained eye I look like a slut.
Found a pint glass in my snow pants.
I remember your 21st ending with me driving you home while you insisted making bicycle signals out the car window.
please promise me that no matter what happens you will keep me away from the children
Found myself carrying 2 bottles of .89 euro wine about half a mile to where im staying. and someone stopped me and spoke to english. apparently, i reek of drunk american.
there's a girl in the coffee shop just eating a pint of ben & jerry's
SMART GIRL
I don't know. I was also picked up by the doormen and held over the bar so I could do an upside down shot out of a bartenders tits.
I need to pull it together. I just cried my eyes out to Master Chef Junior.
The girls said some drunk guy in footie pajamas was asking for me when they opened the doors. I thought we agreed you were gonna stay home and microwave me some bacon.
I slept with six men with different nationalities this week. Who says I'm not a woman of culture?
Randomize
