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.
I could give you a full detailed description of 75% of the penises in that room
...that's why he's not doing anything with his life except breeding geckos
boobs and vodka. thats all i can remember, finals week needs to stop ending like this..
I need to stop drinking. Side note- we have a party bus tonight. So the drinking will have to end after that
... there are chew marks on my license. I have no idea.
im drunk. people are steering their children away from me. whatever it is that you called for, I assure you that I don't care. have a good night
"too many" and "free shots" never belong in the same sentence
It was a karaoke bar combined with a liquor store and had a donkey pen in the back.
Keeping it classy as usual I see
I know. he thinks we're 'meant to be'. No we're fucking not. God wouldn't give my soulmate a pencil dick.
He's living a porn movie. He's slept with a waitress at her work for lunch, a bar tender at the bar that night, and the cleaning lady the next morning.
she and her cat are both sick as fuck so they just sat there looking at each other with her nose dripping on the cat's. both out of fucks
It's getting to the point where my ability to get dick pix during the work day is impressing even me. Take that, adulthood!
My skirt was too short for the church and I brought my flask to the Scrooge play. God bless us, everyone!
I'm sorry I tried to spit drugs down your throat like a baby bird last night.
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