another moral hangover. fuck.
we're doing beer bongs from the windmill...epic
Just did a line with lance bass. Only in NY
We made the pizza boy do Jell-o shots with us. He didn't even deliver to our house, we just called him over from the neighbors
I couldn't find the bathroom last night...so I wrapped myself in the curtains and stuck my butt out the window and peed from two stories up. Thank god I don't remember.
It was like the Alcoholic Olympics...double fisting fifths with eight 40s in my backpack...running from the cops in stilettos. I will have bitchin' hamstrings come Monday.
On way back. With a shopping cart. Minimal casualties.
I'm not saying I would have to be high to sleep with him. I'm just saying it would probably help.
All I know, is I had green sex and beer and got driven home. That's it.
Apparently I was telling them, "I AM A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN AND I DON'T NEED YOU TO HOLD MY HAIR," and I pulled my hair back and puked.
The man who almost made us Eskimo sisters is getting married. Of course I'll be your date. We need to toast the end of his sex life!
My mom just looked at me and said; "You've been pretty bitchy lately do you need some dick?" WTF has happened to me?
You know it was a good night when you wake up w/o a shirt in someone elses living room next to a pancake on a spoon in a bowl of spaghetti.
I have 2 phone numbers written on my vagina. I told you I shouldnt be left to my own devices after tequila shots.
How you run into a glAss door three times in a row I do not know
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