whatever sunny in Philadelphia does on Thursday nights, I'm doing all weekend.
Or I die of a heart attack, which is the more likely/less fun scenario.
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
I cleared a drunken path to my bed for you. If you hit clothes you've gone too far.
It was scary, we all screamed. Never make mimosas in a car.
Champagne is a vitamin, right?
I just threw up trying to put pants on. This is obviously a sign to stay naked.
I'm just gonna ignore the fact that I have no pants on and find a way home. A good one-nighter never goes back for his pants.
You started laughing mid-cry and when I asked you said, "my tears taste like vodka."
What should I wear?
Uhhhhh...idk? it's a gay bar
I found something that says "i'm here to party, but not fuck guys."
We sat in his closet and drank four loko out of my camelbak for an hour in the dark. You tell me how my night went.
No! Last time I got hit with a beer bottle
Haha, Tuesday man
She wore her engagement ring the whole time we fucked. I hate her fiancee, so it was cool
I'm naked on my couch and just ate a chip that was in my belly button.. my 20s have been weird.
Someone made a mask out of a crown royal bag. Can't decide if tacky or awesome.
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