At what point in time did you decide the pot head with Taco Bell was more important than all your friends.
At about the same time you guys weren't burritos.
She asked me to facebook all the girls I'd hooked up with. She started crying when I started my search with A.
She. Own s my pussycat. Roxk it like. The sun hitting the horizon
Actually, considering the facts that I am wearing a duct tape dress and eating a gas station quesadilla, I am pretty good.
I blacked out at the bar, and blcked in getting a handjob on a roller coaster. Sober me is jealous of drunk me.
Literally I thought my ears were pouring out blood. That high.
Honest opinion...too aggressive to bring the funnel out to the bar? Also just so you know im at the bar. with the funnel.
Me and the cabbie are stopping on the way at a sit down restaurant to eat. My life is so sad.
So the day after the 4th I'm sitting here drinking Molson and watching NHL free agent frenzy. From patriotic American to drunken Canadian in 24 hours flat. Booyah.
Trust no bitch in laser tag. Not a single one.
I already tell everyone in my office my bf is at the Naval academy. It slipped one time and I can't go back on it now
New drinking game idea: Take a shot for every republican you see on facebook bitching about the ruling.
I accidently sent a dick pic to the group chat with her family. Right after they all said it was a pleasure having me for dinner. Wana drink with me?
there's crying, and people are upset, and there's a love triangle, and a broken heart, and so much estrogen
I think I was judged by a squirrel this morning during the walk...
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