Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
i may have used way too many innuedos last night. i scared him off. but really... how could i pass up "stimulus package" and "flacid economy." don't answer that.
Call me back. I want to hear your side of the dead cat in my garage story.
I drank so much Goldschläger last night, I could shit a necklace.
He came on my chest. Sat back and said "hey it sorta looks like lake michigan!" kill me now...
Hangovers were designed by God when he decided that so far he had taken it WAY TOO EASY on me.
He was just laying on the stairs and then screamed, "Is that a clubhouse?" I haven't seen him since
I just need to actually convince myself that drunkenly having sex won't help me forget the last time I drunkenly had sex, it only makes the situation worse.
Is there a law against that?
Nope not at all. Just morals. But fuck it, this is college, not real life.
No we just stood in the kitchen and laughed for 2 hours about how funny the popcorn noise was.
You had a hot dog outside the bar then made me stop at McDonald's for a double quarter pounder. I'd say you've more than filled your drunken meat quota.
most of the afternoon was spent sneaking around my house and alternating which bathrrom to throw up in.
Drunk naked twister. My place. Heath is trying to use his dick as a third leg.
Bro you fell face first into the sand and then balled up into the fetal position and yelled help untill I picked you up, no more whiskey for you...
I have a lot of money, and no morals. shots on you when you get here.
Randomize
