So the last day on the vacation I woke up in the bath tub. My mom said she asked me during the night what I was doing and I said, "swimming."
WORST DINGLEBERRY EVER
But then he started to talk about his wedding he wants and I quote " and yes parts will be choreographed"
Well, he sent me "techno kitty adventure" about 10 minutes ago. So, he could be anywhere.
All I remember is you introducing yourself to the entire basketball team using the line "I'll show you a slam dunk."
Is my lip ring still in your hair?
Ugh. This is the type of hangover that all other hangovers want to grow up to be.
Whiskey dick has taught us to be smart with our time.
Oh, and apparently I was butt ass naked and walked into the room where anna was skyping her dude in afghanistan and said "This is happening."
you threw me on the ground pryed my purse out of my hands screaming " I JUST WANNA HOLD IT A LITTLE BIT". later i found you putting on my lip gloss.
Well the term Party is used loosely in this situation. Since it will just be mom wine drunk and us eating chips with multiple dips.
I have standards. Maybe not when it comes to men.. but definitely when it comes to sex
I wrote him a note at the end of the final. I'm hoping I can flirt my way in to an A or B
I am listening to my ipod while i puke, this is most entertaining hangover i have ever had.
You'll probably laugh but I am currently in bed in the fetal position wrapped in only my ninja turtles towel. Save me.
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