you insisted on breathalizing me with a inhaler.
Calvin and Hobbes are double-teaming a butterfly. They're in the bathroom, and drawing a crowd.
I mean we're not committed. He's my first choice, sort of like miller lite. When I'm at the bar I'm going to order one, but if they don't maybe I'll go for a bud or blue moon. I'm certainly not going to stop drinking
I've officially moved beyond college drinking. I just got business drunk at an internship seminar.
I feel like royalty, that girl from last night had a vajazzled vag. Bucket list complete.
she is medically diagnosed as a nympho. she has the paper to prove it. hell. fucking. yeah.
The only thing I really remember is repeating "I hope I still have a job on Monday". Oh and pulling my boob out of my dress.
So I take it the company Christmas dinner went well then...
I brought some guy back to have cheese whiz with me. Then sent him home
Was he satisfied?
No, and very vocal about it.
I got carried to one bar. Got a piggy back ride to the next bar. I was just testing our drinking team for st pattys day to make sure they are able to handle me more drunk than that.
NoShamevember. You game?
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
Easter bunny might get some gnarly munches and not even have enought candy left to hand out
you're like an angel sent from heaven to guide my sex life into greatness
Thats so sweet
I just said "you do you" to my penis.
It's official, I'm not staying in tonight
What caused that decision?
You only live once
Randomize
