so this was truly a case of the blacked out leading the blacked out.
so would me posting the photos of the cock and coin jar incident be completely out of the question?
You said you were going inside to sober up and then you poured yourself a wine glass of warm gin
He tried to fight me not realizing that I work as a bouncer in the the same bar we were in. His night ended with him in handcuffs, missing teeth, PLUS I got his shots that he ordered since he didn't get to drink them.
I'm also 3/4 on the frats. Its like my goal of traveling to all 7 continents, but different somehow and a lot less morally sound.
Apparently william has a "couch montage"...an album of facebook photos of himself on different couches in various states of happiness and despair. A heartwrenching journey through what was clearly a significant part of his life. I'd mock him more but I think the fact that I looked through it means he's already won
Russian roulette. Between salvia and weed. You in?
FUCK YOU MAN
You looked up at me and said "I'm getting a mattress made out of this SHIT. Goodbye certa hellllllllo concrete!" then you started counting sheep
Hide in the closet. if you hear me yell patato salad come out swinging.
You leaned over so she could squirt ketchup in your hair and then started chanting "KETCHUP NIGHT!! KETCHUP NIGHT!!!"
blew off easter dinner with the fam to go play shot roulette. woke up in nothing but my boxers in the back of a random pickup truck.
Don't need my thirties to be known as the decade of "new types of shits from drinking" like last night.
There's always a silver lining when massive voluptuous tits are involved
have fuck
*fun
actually forget it have a fuck too it'll do you good
So you realized he wasn't actually cheating on you and now you're trying to unfuck things. Or in this case unfuck Tom.
Randomize
