Whatever, you were 10 deep and there was a hot tub. No judgment.
When you're about to leave, tell him "bye." At that point, he should say something. If he doesn't say anything, well, our drinks were free and he gets a free make out with yours truly.
My roommate got wasted last night and went to the 24 hour Bally's Total Fitness at 3 A.M. He got back took his shirt off, made a protein shake, puked, asked me if he was almost as jacked as Ronnie Coleman then called ME gay before I could say anything and went to bed
Someone wrote Kyle's bitch on me too. I dont even know who Kyle is.
you spent the rest of the night making a recipe for mixed drink called "the new years bowel remover". it has 13 parts but judging from the bold all caps, the boiled avocado is the most important
you better not pull some "waking up at 2 in the afternoon" shit, we have weed to smoke.
I've already made the "blackout on move in day" decision
Woke up covered in green glitter and beer. I am never leaving Ireland.
I'm tripping balls on ambien right now and I still feel that's a bad idea.
Fucking in bar bathrooms doesn't count as "rushing things"
Idk how much vodka is on these pants but I'm gonna wear them anyway: the biopic
In hindsight, drunkenly yelling "I'M TICKLISH" might not have been an entirely wise decision
We were 69ing, but at an angle so we could both still watch Wall-E
can we drink soon
I'm not sure who this is but I'm free tomorrow night
Because, after all, nothing quite says life in 2020 than doing laundry at 9:40 on a Friday morning to make sure you have masks and underwear.
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