The walk of shame is slightly more complicated when you wake up in the wrong country...
i knew he was a douchebag when his facebook activities were "ladeis," and "gettin crunk wit ladeis"
I'd like to apologize to your liver. It sees how much beer i drink and gets jealous of how awesome my liver is.
Then we all started singing, "Our house, in the middle of the street. Our house, fucks a lot of freshman meat". It was magical.
I'm going to leave the fate of whether I go to my midterms up to my dealer hitting me up or not
he said i was so drunk that i shared a urinal with him and we simultainiously peed
Why did I wake up holding food tongs?
How do I tell my Dad that in the picture he has of me and my brother as the background of his phone we were both rolling face on ecstasy?
Apparently, Mom was less-than-happy about us shotgunning beers before we opened presents.
He screamed AMERICA, took a shot of vodka out of a Tupperware container, and then asked if he could see my tits
I forgot I did whipits. Probably because my brain cells were killed from the whipits
What I'm saying is DOWNGRADE. Like, do you see the caps lock?
I would have publicly shamed him but I'm pretty sure his tramp stamp did that on its own...
You look wasted in ALL of the pictures I just saw you in.
That can't be good for your liver!
Thanks for caring mom.
What do you mean you haven’t had the fantasy of getting anally penetrated by a tentacle monster?
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