Like if I don't roll around in my puke, the night will be a failure.
I'm too hungover to be in a fucking cow suit right now
Say what you want, but those Fraggle Rock DVDs have gotten me laid twice.
and I keep making him eat me out and buying me presents, this is paradise. I wish he cheated on me earlier.
He is currently pregaming mini golf. MINI GOLF.
Sex in the corn maze.....not as good as advertised.
You want to get day drunk this afternoon and watch these guys build a house across the street?
Great. Now I have to produce, edit and leak a sex tape before Saturday. Fundraising is hard.
I give up. I can't handle that class sober any longer. I have an army of whiskey shooters for the next three weeks. Wish me luck.
When you glanced over and and mouthed "I'll take the fat chick" I knew it was going to be an epic Sunday night.
I last recall trying to play piano and asking justin for drugs. I would like to think I then gracefully laid down on the couch and shut my eyes like a sleeping kitten.
she doesn't even know what year it is. She just stumbles around life with a bottle of rum
I have fence marks all over my body
So, just how hungover are you?
Not at all, surprisingly.
That has to be your X-Men power.
I've got two reasons for you to come over later and one of them is pierced.
Randomize
