ok plan lets look hot and dance like whores.
At this point, I would light birthday candles in my vagina for free drinks
God is so good, I would give him a blow job right now.
I think I'm cybering, it's been a while and its more in depth than it was in 8Th grade.
if my spotter knew I was listening to the Wicked soundtrack on my iPod, I wouldn't even be mad if he dropped the barbell on my throat
You know its a good sign when a girl asks who everyone is AFTER she flashes her tits to the room.
He kept stopping sex to whisper in my ear, and the only thing I could understand was "double stuffed oreos"
After that song played in the club all he kept drunkenly saying was "Birdman goes brrrrrr"
Last thing I remember was a hand in the pants. Then I woke up next to a full beer and a McDouble, which I promptly had for breakfast.
I was apparently the best non-Irish person at the party. I wore my skating dress, Austrian flag and a giant shamrock. Everyone is calling me "30 Shots Girl".
Let's make an agreement. No drugs until you finish all your homework. I'm hiding them as we speak.
Never in a million years thought I would have to put jello shot recipe/equation into an excel spreadsheet
Like why am I even still facebook friends with a guy I let finger me at a concert?
He stuck a cigarette in my butt last night. There is no coming back from that.
does 2pm fall under the wake n bake category?
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