I like to use the word "seasoned" over "slutty", you know, like a good curly fry
so this was truly a case of the blacked out leading the blacked out.
Let's review the facts-we're bored, we have a ton of beer, and we live 5 minutes from the zoo. This equation is easily solvable
Welp I just blew a load probably the size of a small pond if not a lake
Who the fuck is this
You have all been randomly chosen to participate in a new game called: how high was I? If you have any information about this or about where my clothing items went give me a shout. Thanks an good luck.
Don't you dare blame me for walking in one walking in on ur fuck session....u decided to fuck where we hid our booze
making a list of all the places we've peed. separate list of places we peed when we were stoned
I think my hookup is starting to fall for me. Time to break his heart.
I stuck my fake eyelashes to his balls after he passed out.
Can we please start going to the gym before I accidentally kill someone via explosive fat girl pants button accident
I think you should do the fixer upper relationship. Like lawyers do pro bono work with underserved populations, you can do pro bono relationship work.
I can't decide which is better: the sex, or remembering that I have ice cream in the freezer after he left
I literally heard an 'oh my god' when the shirtless Tongan appeared.
Yeah, but i got vodka and bacon out of it, so it's fine.
That awkward moment when you realize you've been secretly blackout dating someone for three months. Drunk me is in a committed relationship.
Randomize
