yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
better yet, through the bookshelves. like an intellectual glory hole
As soon as he told me I had a 'pretty laugh' I knew I'd be putting out more than I had originally planned.
Her parties are sponsored by Valtrex. This might not be your best idea.
your drunk ass trust falled a guy double fisting bud limes and as a result your head bounced off the patio table. So that might explain the stitches on the back of your head.
Just so you know, if you are not feeling well today it's cause you drank a gatorade bottle full of highlighter fluid.
I just slammed another champagne, swaggered over to her, pointed across the room at the 20 y/o lacrosse player and whispered loudly, "I brought that one for YOU." I'm getting a raise.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
hey dude my crackhead idol just taught me a great way to tie shoes
I had no idea he had such passive aggressive animalistic tendencies. This is the human equivalent of peeing on someone.
My vibrator box just fell off the table and hit my cat in the head, he is a little stunned. Good thing I went medium size
Vasectomy results are in. No swimmers in the water. REPEAT. No swimmers in the water. Come help me harness my new found super-power
New fact of life: getting Becca high never helps any situation at all ever.
My neck is sore from all the headbanging. And I can't tell the difference between the jello stains and cum stains.
I feel like I'm a car that keeps getting Bacardi 151 instead of fuel
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