Dear everyone that texted me last night wondering where i was. i ended up face down blacked up drunk before i made it to the party. My bad
dude, im still at the bar with two chics... one has a moustache ill save that one for you... be home in 20min..
Do you still like to have your hair pulled?
No, I never liked having my hair pulled. I think you have me confused.
i feel like im playing gay clue. i have to figure out where i am, who took me home, and what he put in me
Nobody knows who the hobo or dude who whipped out his balls is
Mcdonalds hasn't even finished serving breakfast yet and u two are getting drunk?
Seeing Grandma lick chocolate sauce off of the male stripper was definitely not the way I planned to enter the world of legal drinking.
i just deleted him from my phone. and yes... I did just text you this from less than 20 feet away.
I'm not judging.. I sure as hell am not getting out of my bed to come talk to you about this. but i support your decision
then looked at this little girl next to me and was like "don't drink when you get older and don't let your best friend be with assholes." she looked at me like i was crazy
what a fun peer-pressure-filled weekend
It happened to me once. But i washed off in a duck pond and walked home naked.
Now accepting any stories about my adventures last night, in particular why my knuckles are bleeding.
we need to make pact to not cut each other's hair on coke and whiskey nights.
While I agree, I dont think thats realistically possible
My hookup from last weekend apparently got arrested today... his roommate just tagged me on facebook asking for bail money.
Is there a sexuality term for 'only wants hatefucks'?
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