To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
I just peed or puked all or around my parjibgb lot.
parking. I am not drunk
He belongs with you like a mcdonalds playground belongs in Chernobyl
She put baby oil on her toes and i am not legally allowed to talk about what happened
and hes going back to rehab like me, so we have common interests
All I know is that it's pretty damn mean to put a glass wall in a bar.
Whoever decided it was a good idea to sell 40's at a bar with life-sized jenga deserves a nobel prize.
If I had a dick as big as yours. The world would be an oyster. An oyster smaller than my big penis
i think when the guy sitting in the corner singing tells you you're too drunk, you're too drunk.
There's a bus with a band full of dancing women in bras. I think I like it here.
I either have a razor blade lodged in my throat or I've been drinking entirely too much Evan Williams.
Wearing the same clothes for three days in a row and eating an entire two pound bag of jelly beans really has a way of making a person rethink their life...
99% of the contents of my handbag are ketchup packets and condoms. I feel that says a lot about me as a person.
I just wanna be euthanized
Thas it
Are you aware that you called your mom to say hi before you dragged the random guy into bed last night?
Randomize
