Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
his dad told me thanks for making his little boy a man at breakfast this morning
woke up with a used condom shoved in my ear. i officially hate alcohol.
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
First of all...stop making excuses. Second of all...Fuck the surgeon generals warning
I'm getting very mixed reviews. One friend told me to stop drinking bc the last 3 times he's heard from me I've either peed my pants, been throwing up, or people have been having sex beside me.
Strangely enough I'm encouraging you to keep drinking for all the same reasons.
I swear if it wasn't for meeting for drug dealers @ gas stations, i would never remember to get gas.
I refuse to have another spring break doomed by pregnancy.
She just referred to her vagina as "this bitch".
It hits you later. Like when you wake up on the floor under a puzzle later.
Dude, you need to man up. You passed out before a PRESEASON game. It's a long season.
What I do when I'm blackout drunk is none of my business.
Reports of my death were greatly exaggerated.
we could do so many fantastic illegal things together. sexually and otherwise.
yeah that bottle of rum is only the second thing I want that kid to be pulling out of his pants
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