would you consider him our boss?
technically yes
then technically i slept with our boss
All I remember about walking back home was that I maced my shadow.
No more Irish car bombs ever.
well I mean we knew we had more drinkers than runners, so we had a "case race for the cure" for relay for life instead of an actual marathon. day drinking and philanthropy. can't go wrong.
just tripped. bootyfest 2012 will be my engagement party. i saw the whole future. i'm moving to the beach.
Couldn't see or hear that well because she hit me on the back of the head with a bat. That is my excuse. Also the gin.
I will come to your office dressed as a bloody mary, hug you then leave is that a good plan?
yes. bring a barf bucket too. just. in. case.
Woke up naked next to Alex and he was braiding my hair and then commented on how healthy my hair was. I don't even know anymore..
there's still three solo cups of your puke in my basement. so that needs to be solved at some point.
I don't go out. I live in my room watching Bridget Jones and thanking my vibrator for existing.
i just googled coccaine effects on sexual performance..maybe im dating the wrong guy
I'm all dressed in my outfit from last night, and I'm not even the sluttiest person in Walmart right now. God bless Miami.
...I just melted into my bed. I am one with the bed. I am 600 thread count.
we tried to make a drinking game out of 4 pokemon cards you found in a drawer.
I'm hungover from the 8pm vodka and still drunk from the 5am beer.
Randomize
