8:17pm: So, How was fun day?
1:15am: So I just woke up in my bed in my bathing suit... I don't remember getting into bed or dinner or anything after slip n slide that happened around five... I'd say fun day was a success
New drink name: the Vermont Douchebag. Take shot of maple syrup, drop into cup of jager, bomb.
She's hidden vodka up her skirt and is riding a parking meter. Things can only get better
new years resolution, not be in jail at midnight for 3rd year in a row.
I was at that stage of drunk where it seemed appropriate to just make out with everyone. As like a greeting.
I hear you
Like fighting the continuous urge to sing Neil diamond "coming to America" kinda fucked up right now
I was scared that I should know him but I was too busy blacking out to remember
YOU'RE FORCING ME TO BLOW A GUY BY NOT ANSWERING MY CALLS
If he thinks that that is an acceptable way to ask me out he is out his goddamn ginger mindddddd.
They have a genuine stripper pole secured to the floor of their living room. I am thoroughly take advantage of it. I've made $5 so far. Why don't more places have poles??!
Blow job season was short but glorious.
His girlfriends signaled their approval by pulling me off of him and in turn making out with me. I think I will hang out with this group more often
COKE WAS NOT ON THE ITINERARY FOR TONIGHT.
my boobs just made me lose a game of beer pong. the balls hit them, bounced off and into the cup. twice. ive never been so disappointed in them.
it was weird going down on him. His picture of Jesus was staring at me the entire time...
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