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he was like Britney Spears in bed.. a little chubby and too medicated to perform.
Canada: barely better than America at a sport they invented.
He's paying me $45 to clean his room and $55 if i find the oxy that he lost.
we made malted milkshakes. malt as in malt liqour.
Apparently Bin Ladens last act of terrorism is cock blocking me....
Precisely. She's an awesome drinking companion; yet, not so awesome mother-in-law material.
Why are you speaking in third person?
Because I'm so hungover that I don't even want to be myself anymore.
Your christmas gifts are already wrapped, how on top of my shit am I?
I'm hungover as fuck and had to break into my own house by throwing a cinder block through my back door at 4am. You're more on top of your shit than me.
Your roommate is pacing with a pen in his mouth flapping like a duck. That brownie got me fucked but not enough to understand this. Come back!
He does that
They sat me on college avenue with a puke bucket and people were mistakenly throwing change in it. Got me enough money take a cab back to my apartment.
Being home sucks. I haven't drank in like a week. Or smoked cigs. Or done drugs. Or had sex. My body is shutting down.
Omg. It's like you're one of those deprived kids living in a third world country. We need to save you.
I dont think ive ever had a drunk day betray me so hard before
When we were finished I asked him how long it had been since he'd cum that hard. He thought really hard for a while before telling me his brain forgot how years worked.
I slept with someone only because he got my Simon Birch impression. It was a new low.
The last thing I remember was riding in a grocery cart with two strangers while a cop pushed us
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