Thats the last time I go out drinking with my Irish friends. Two shots of flaming sambucca = bar on fire. I was only trying to high five the barman.
you were carrying around a glass of vodka telling everyone it was Russian water
alright got my week's quota of sex in, ready for modern warfare 2
Became best friends with the hotdog stand creeper outside the bar. Cried and told him my feet hurt too much to walk home then begged him to hire me.
Uuh, dude you came running out of the bar screaming you didn't want to hear that song, ran face first into a truck, spun around 3 times and hit the sidewalk. I tried to catch you.
We convinced the Dj to let us play musical chairs...... I won by the way.
I just tried on my "outfit" for tonight and I should just wear sweatpants and a sign on my face that says I like it in the ass. That would be more comfortable
That accounts for only three of the penises
I'm just that drunk tells people I love them or wants to set them on fire. Accept that.
It's been two whole weeks and I haven't missed a single class. I deserve 69 blunts.
I continue to impress myself. Also I'm probably pregnant
last night we watched this really loud chick try and pick up this smoking french guy who's english was sooo bad. she finally pointed at her beer and then her vagine
gross
like you've never done an interperative dance for sex, please
I am that special "drink water and be grateful I'm alive" kind of hungover
Was it a bad idea to have spent all of my tax return on coke?
I don't wanna SLEEP with him, I want to start bar fights with him. There's a difference.
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