I walked into cold stone and the guy started preparing a supersized birthday cake remix for "Mrs. Munchies"
so i was just informed that i sang that song "pop that pussy ayyy pop that pussy" at the halloween party saturday. iembarrassing.
The theme is smores and alcohol. Dress appropriately.
They thought "watering it down" meant adding more vodka
Last thing I remember is beer bonging sangria. Dear God.
Like not in a "I wanna have sex with you way" more like a "I wanna cuddle your mustache way"
I feel like I've been hit by a truck, flew up and landed on a fence post that went straight through my vagina. No more vodka and sex for a while.
I'll be there in 10. I need you naked and ready. Warm up.
I am sufficiently unimpressed with the options available to my freshly shaved self tonight.
They're basically the Kennedys. This is the family I fucked in to. I'm so proud of my vagina as much as it feels shitty for my heart.
Your vagina needs to teach my vagina its ways.
You have not lived until you've slid down a waterfall fucked out of your mind. Fact.
Alcohol and I aren't friends right now.
really enjoying the fact I don't remember how the staff party ended. feel like I need to shame drink today
feel at noon?
I’m good. I learned that a guy ate the mushrooms that were growing out of his toilet, so there’s that.
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