everyone made a circle around them and startd chanting fight fight. they wernt fighting, they were dry humping
Packed at 6 am completely wasted. Damage assessment: 12 pairs of socks (no underwear), a flashlight, 3 shorts, shot glass, 8 sweaters, puff paint, one sneaker.
they shut off the water. shaving my legs with soda. that desperate.
I know it sounds like a good idea, but doing Spanish homework at a bar just because the owners are Mexican and they give us margaritas really wasn't the best decision.
There's a pair of socks on the bar. No-one's questioned this.
There's a point around the one and a half minute mark where the keg stand goes from impressive to pathetic
seriously. next time...underwear. I'm not spending any other holiday season wondering if it'll be my last babyless one.
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
I hate it when fuck holes buy me drinks at the bar. You don't know my order. You don't know me. You don't know where I've been. You don't know my life.
It was disgusting, and I would've rather licked the condensation off the windows instead, but I figured that's wasn't very ladylike
Just watched a girl fall down the stair and be to drunk to get up. The only stair in the bar. It's like watching a turtle on it's back.
I folded my dollar bills into mustaches in preparation for our trip to the strip club
Stoned. Scared. Bring pool noodle and onion rings.
I sucked his dick by a creek, how romantic.
I wanted to give everyone gifts as they left the house... So when your wondering where most of the christmas ornaments are I'm really sorry.
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