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
Ya! She had a north face on tho so she was a classy hooker.
Too late, the blunt's already in my cleavage
just tripped. bootyfest 2012 will be my engagement party. i saw the whole future. i'm moving to the beach.
No. And Marissa said shitting in the handicap bathroom at work does not get you into the club. You have to shit yourself. She said.
And then you proceeded to sneak behind thee bar and hold up an empty bottle of vodka and scream LOOK WHO THE BARTENDER IS NOW BITCH!
There are six slides. In going to pee in five of them. You have to guess which one to go down. Agree?
Agreed.
You're the Michael Phelps of my vagina. Most decorated Fuckolympian of all time.
Am I going to be on condom boxes?
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
I'm almost too hungover to function. Got into the wrong car by mistake. there was a rotweiler in it. Thank god he was more confused than i was for a minute.
You got kicked out after 30 minutes, 3 beers and 2 shots. Group record. Also you kept rubbing his belly and calling him buddha.
Im gonna go for the gay guy. The ginger is freaking me out.
This is what we get for finishing a whole box of Franzia by ourselves
I'm sorry I tried to stab you. I just really wanted those mozerella sticks.
So, I think think I left my underwear at your house. Well...not exactly your house but your roof.
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