the best thing about dollar beer night is beer is only a dollar.
well, atleast the road to alcoholism is fun.
the last girl i hooked up with and the last guy i hooked up with are hooking up right now. this is where bisexuality becomes a problem.
I feel like my whole life has been one big pre-game for Mexico.
Pretty sure I went to the bar in my bathing suit, sweat pants, and high heels.
I can't wait until next week, when I find out what drunk me added to the Netflix queue.
Sex tent. say it aloud its amazing. promise you we rnt stoned.
you can think of my virginity as your little souveneir from our relationship.
hungover waitressing a bar association event. im being judged by actual judges.
woke up holding a soft boiled egg cup and empty bottle of rum. apparently i couldn't find a shot glass
You're lucky I'm tired or I'd take a pic of me mounting a reindeer yard decoration
I should've realized you were drunk when you began to point at my crotch while yelling "Funland!!!"
I'm drunk from drinking bourbon out of a "cupcake sippy cup" at the Denny's bar. What the fuck happened to the goals I had?
Unintionally got shitfaced at study group this week. The waitress brought out a fishbowl of long Island iced tea. Challenge accepted.
I am talking to a naked lesbian about robots. I think this means I win life.
Randomize