I forgot to tell you. I'm at a porno shoot today.
We need to start having rules for the weekends. Like no more downing 3 shots because we want to slut dance a little harder or because biggie just came on.
ya i found him eventually. hes the only one who drinks guiness so I just had to follow the darkest green puke trail
For future reference, even the most well-intentioned game of whiskey pong is a terrible idea.
My little brother got home at 4am too, we drunk ate together. It was a kodak moment.
There's a hand-carved wooden bong in my backpack, and i really wish i could remember last night now.
Still not exactly sure how i unbolted your toilet from the ground.
Best dream ever last night. You moved here. Your Spanish name meant highway. Your favorite food was styrofoam.
after last night my drinking related hospital bracelet collection is up to 13
I wasn't going to take him home until I heard "hung like a water buffalo" then curiosity got the best of me.
fuck your need to drink for whitney a thousand times last night.
Whoever said that remembering a girls name is a basic rule for getting laid has never met me.
I'm moving out of my place and I just gave my mom a couch that I had sex on last night. Reduce, reuse, recycle at its best.
They made up a new version of "Smash or Pass" called "I would(n't) let you sit on my face" to yell at the freshman
However, pretty glad I spent the night puking on my car instead of fucking him. Then I'd REALLY be miserable.
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