Just so you know, the bottle of red gatorade is NOT GATORADE. It is definitely someone's puke. I hope nobody else makes the same mistake I did.
just found my diary from when i was 14. i demand a drinking game of this.
He wore homemade jorts on our first date. I'm not sure if I should leave now or embrace the white trash lust and marry him
I also would have accepted most things ending in "job", erotic favors, and food.
id say bad/good trip...at first I wanted to claw off my skin... but then when i tried i ended up tickling myself for an hour.
I'm a gay man planning my brothers bachelor party, and he choose someone else to be his best man. I hope they like appltinis and gay clubs. Bastard.
If i want her back i know all i have to do is sleep with a specific handful of her closest friends. That method is tried and true.
foreskin is a definite game changer
All I really remember is thinking that the music looked like beautiful lizard waves in my head
Discovery: bouncers seem to get really upset about fire
Nothing like being buzzed at 10:20am off wine shots in Amish country
You fell out of the chair and then lifted your foot saying, "If my foot could give you the middle finger it would."
but I have boobs. I'm not going to buy my own drinks at the bar like some kind of fucking animal.
I feel like I beer bonged a ton of asbestos
Can we throw a "death to my 20s" party when I turn 30?
Sure. Funeral attire and hard liquor
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