It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
It's all fun and games until the last slice of pizza gets bong water spilled on it.
My friend is getting herself a tramp stamp that says "property of the half blood prince".
As I was puking last night I told them "it's ok I'm a paramedic"
I like how the only thing you spelled correctly is "i'm tequila"
The party theme was heirs and heiress's. Most guys came in polo shirts but he came as the "arch duke of vagina".
He kept saying that the puke outside the theater wasn't his and it was all a set up to keep him from partying with the whores. Then he passed out on the sidewalk.
it was like that last scene in "It's A Wonderful Life" but with alcohol
I wish I had a "puke in your car" emoticon
He ripped off his shirt and tried to give me CPR. That damn bong.
Just came to the realization that what I thought were orgasms were just lightheadedness from hyperventilation. My entire sex life is a lie.
Geez don't go to a bar for a few days and everyone freaks out.
It's one am and you're asking me if you should buy a plane ticket for a booty call.
we panicked because we couldn't find you anywhere, but then we found you tripping in the bathtub with Marie's cat. there was no water. you thought there was water, though.
summer in europe = liver of steel
I accept that challenge.
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