East Village: Only place you can play pac man while eating a pineapple hotdog, go to the bar next door and see a graphic blowjob on every tv
you told me heaven would be the 3 of us at Moe's forever and every hot girl that walked in would ask us to play stone face
This is my last and worst hangover of the decade...I almost cherrish it
i just made mint juleps with bourbon and fresh breath strips. i am the macgyver of alcohol.
No. one of us needs a degree and I am already the alcoholic friend. I can't do everything
Thru out the entire phone conversation I went from thinking: he's making a gay come-on, to he's trying to sell me drugs, before realizing he was offering me a job with an internet company. Things are gonna be awkward in class this week.
and then he proceeded to take what he called, a whip cream shower.
This is absurd. I need a man. Or even a moderately-clean hobo will do at this point.
All I remember is this kid kept saying that he has a dream that white kids and black kids can take shots together as one, and just we'd keep drinking to that.
I'm never waking up next to someone after sex again. It's alllll downhill from there.
Sounds good. I'm hoping to have my life together by next week but you never know I guess.
Let's drink lean at the 5 seconds of summer concert. Give the teens a glimpse into their future as dysfunctional adults holding desperately onto their youth. You in?
He woke me up at 6:30 to have sex again and afterwards, he didn't even judge me when I asked him if he wanted some rum. I think I found my soulmate.
I'm not just straddling the line between love and hate, I'm dry humping the shit out of it
I am not even ashamed to say it, I got laid in the stairwell of the hotel, by a 29 year old. It was awesome!
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