I don't give a shit about soccer but I'm really excited about drinking at 7 in the morning
Can we please not be like these pathetic people in their thirties who only get drunk when they go see Sherrill Crow?
I woke up to blood crusted on my face. I don't understand
team rage. no explanation necessary
If I remember who won the superbowl tomorrow morning.. I think I'm just going to quit drinking. There really won't be a point anymore
i dont trust my judgment anymore so im only going to fuck guys who can donate blood at the red cross. they have standards.
Apparently love is stronger than SoCo
It's a good cause. For your vagina.
Dunno yet. Probably just gonna play the s.t.d. russian roulette game with random bartenders at the beach again. Same 'ol same 'ol
too late I already started a fight with someone named luscious
I was hooking up with him and then someone banged on the door and shouted "When you get the chance, will you put the weed on the veranda?"
she was puking nonstop out of the car window in the rain during our hour long drive back, we got lot of honks
He poured champagne on my pussy while he ate me out. I found my unicorn.
I think I had sex with a seagull last night. The window is open and there a feathers everywhere.
If you dont get laid dressed as Woody Harrelson in Zombieland, I have lost all faith in the men of nw Indiana.
i love discovering the tokens of our drunkenness from the night before. it's like easter egg hunting. today: smashed pizza rolls in the sink.
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