we turned dreidel into a drinking game. i kept landing on gimel. im glad we have 7 more nights of this
I just found out my birth date is Pick Your Poison Day. Goodbye, conscience, forever. I was born to live like this.
i have one question about last night
if this is about your fridge being filled with hotdogs, sour cream, and PB&J open-faced sandwiches, i can explain
update: last drink of the night and im naked in my porch hammock. life is good.
Its not really a relationship, its more of a sex for booze program.
Fuck morning classes and our weekday drinking habits.
Also I spent like 2 hours on the hubble/nasa website sunday night looking at pictures of outer space and cried my face off at how beautiful and complex it is. What's wrong with me?!
I'm starting to think you fell asleep on your kitchen floor pantless with salsa spilt around you
You told her that she shouldn't be allowed to wear clothes then when her roommate asked if you like her you said "no I just want to insert things into her"
I stand by it.
In case you're wondering where my head is at right now, it's wishing that I was getting laid and not having a debate about cheese.
A dry HJ only, please. I don't deserve the comforts of lube after my horrendous fantasy football performance
You slid down a wall, tried to pull your cast off and yelled that casts were too conformist.
I don't know if I'm more excited about sex or that I have an excuse to smoke a cigarette
He called my vagina his wife... how is that NOT creepy?!
I'm not kidding, he literally jumped in the red panda exhibit. I knew this was gonna be a good birthday.
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