you kept lying down on the floor at the bar just to prove you could get back up
you asked the janitor if you could ride his floor cleaner.
I have a new favorite bar game. It's called, get dressed up and go drinking alone then make up random stories of why you are alone to look less like an alc
I AM NOT THE MAN IN THIS RELATIONSHIP.
It's shit like this that makes people think we're gay.
I feel like you just railed me after that sext
I just watched two grown men tickle-fight. Just glorious. No words.
I only had ten dollars. So leave it to Katie to somehow makeout with the bartender, on his shift mind you, and get free drinks.
note: just because the casino is called bourbon street, it doesn't mean you can puke and keep walking and no one will care. chalk me up for another 86
last night you told me I had a dark, salty butthole
Dude I'm hungover as fuck in a bed in Baltimore with another man... I don't think I can make it.
I couldn't break up with him while I was wearing a Hakuna Matata shirt.
Just threw up in the trash can at my desk. I guess "beating the hangover" eventually leads to this.
Well, the night started out with you ALMOST falling out of a tree. Then we went back to the tree after about 9 shots and you DID fall out of the tree.
She couldn't find her toothbrush so I had to wait while she sucked on the 12 peppermints she found under the couch. Pretty resourceful for her level of intoxication.
I'm just glad you didn't end up in Staten Island
I woke up naked holding a taco. My ass couldn't even make it to my bed let alone Staten Island
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