I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
Lesson learned: don't hide your vodka in your little brothers toy box.
i think our first tip to leave should have been when we saw the drinks were coming out of a gas can
So this shipmate of mine somehow managed to throw up in his back pocket.
Dude i just want you to know that when i found you half your mustache was already gone. I didn't do it.
And I know a few people wouldnt want to even be around high people. Which is sad. But jet packs are cool.
Just had to return the shit I stole from the dining hall, with everyone watching...apparently there ARE consequences for being drunk, coked up and belligerent.
Come, dress lightly, bring tequila...
he tried to do a one handed cartwheel to showoff but knocked himself out cold. fuckin jagerbombs will kill that man.
Well you wanna do it now or later? I've had three shots and I'm listening to journey by myself. Emotionally there is no better prime time than right now.
I said "I am wrapped in the Cocoon Of Comfort! You should go." He started to argue and I yelled "COCOON OF COMFORT!!!" silencing him
Is it bad if I just put band-aids over my nipples? Way too hungover be dealing with a bra
I thought my life was going to shit but then I read about Amanda Bynes and I realize it's not so bad
He said it wasn't ladylike of me to drink more whiskey than him. I told him to stop being a little bitch.
If I could figure out how to do him with his wranglers on you would never see me again.
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