You're the only person with a favorite bar in Disneyworld
I have been thinking about it and I am really glad we decided to order helmets.
the toilet has never flushed louder then when you sneak home drunk and try to avoid your parents hearing you puke.
i told the bartender last night that if the palace saloon made a calendar he would be every month.
And for the fourth year in a row Christmas has ended in tears, yelling and me drinking. This is officially our longest running Christmas tradition.
We're at that point in our relationship where sweatpants sex has become acceptable...
I can't remember much about walking home last night. I think I kicked a dog.
if i can get a chik with a dibaetes pump naked a sling certainly isnt going to get in my way
I just stood up and am wasted. I think I just admitted to my mom that I am trying to fuck everyone in New York because they're skinny and ethnically ambiguous. Meanwhile, happy hour isn't over yet.
I walked from the hotel to the club with a pint of tequila in my boot. Poured some in a homeless woman's mouth when she asked for change. I've hit rock bottom.
The fact that I'm going to be living with you is starting to make me worry about my heatlh.
Ya that ship has sailed dude
I'm tellin ya, let the nipple get some air, they'll hire u on the spot, lawyers love a little nip
tom claimed she had a star tattooed around her buttonhole. i am not prepared for this era of skankyness
This is my life. Enjoy the view
I really don't know where my pants are, but that's not the problem. When are you going to unlock the door?
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