I'm having post traumatic stress flashbacks of last night. That big. Don't know whether to call him again or change my name...
Another one? Damn, how many David's is that?
six.
Oh, I thought it was higher.
No, that would be the Matt's
You wrote me a letter and I cannot make out anything you wrote except the last sentence which says "tell the wolf ill meet him at sunset and that I'm sorrry"
Using what I learned in my global terrorism class last semester to sneak booze onto my cruise. thanks college.
He was pretty wasted I guess, but the crippled guy threw the first punch it was awesome
Also, I found out tonight a major plus for being female is you can accidentally call the hot bartender sweet tits and she won't get mad.
NEW INFORMATION meech found me passed out on a bench outside.
So your bra was hanging in the Christmas tree last night at some point I think
She just told me she thinks she bruised her labia in class
You were so drunk you coat checked your shoe... Not even both of them. Just one shoe.
Give me a reason to not spend the rest of my evening high watching dogs 101 videos
Well its all fun and games until you get naked with your ex in the shower. that's NOT flirting
I threw up a lot of peanut butter last night.
Drunk assassins creed leads to explaining to my father that "it was only a steak knife in the arm"
Nothing says hangover like being in the doctors office getting a tampon removed from deep inside
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