So my grandma sent me a doily for my birthday - don't ask why, I don't know. Anyways I put my bong on it, I think it actually classed up the joint.
He noticed there was ketchup on his shirt and took it off. Noticed there were people there and put it back on. Then he saw the ketchup again. He must have taken his shirt on and off about 6 times
Her directions to the house party: "the north star will guide you, turn left. I'm wearing the potato hat"
Totally forgot this... How weird was it when they were licking our faces
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
No one intentionally makes bad decisions, just errors in judgement. You have your boyfriend I have a restraining order from universal studios. It's all relative
On the plus side this hangover is the tipping point that finally convinced my lazy ass to get some sunglasses.
Lazier than spoon feeding yourself popcorn and debating adult diapers so you don't have to leave the mentalist marathon on tv?
Last time I went to flagstaff I threw up in my beard. I would very much like to recreate that moment.
Must say, as a couple, she and I are thrilled that our pretend lesbianism has paid off.
i have nothing going on in my life. unless a toxic love triangle with netflix and jack daniels counts.
lol hangovers are for mortals.
You ate ashes out of my bong
When your job has killed your spirit to the point that you don't want to flirt with the cute, tall guy at Enterprise
GIRL PLEASE. GO BACK AND POP THE TITTY OUT
OMFG. JUST WALKED IN ON A DUDE JERKING IT IN THE MCDONALDS BATHROOM
Stall or urinal?
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