well we are all hammered and my parents are reminiscing about all the times they drove us home drunk from Christmas
My boobs are too big for things to be going this downhill in my life.
Somewhere at this very moment, a group of drunk white girls are singing dont stop believing.
I think I just found part of a tooth on my bed... What goes on in here?
I am sitting on the couch "eating" a frozen big bucket margarita with a spoon.
I mean nobody wants to admit they ate 9 cans of ravioli but i did and i am not ashamed of myself
I take pleasure in knowing how many gallons of booze we've put away in comradery.
I think we should measure in "bathtubs"
he was once again the drunkest girl at the party
He is into some weird shit i walked in his room last night he was waving his hard dick around hitting shit yellin cock fight
driving home I had the GPS in one hand and puking in the coffee cup
So no more sangria road trips?
How many trips to the liquor store in a week constitutes alcoholism?
Well. I guess talking about me stealing your wife may not be in the list of legit conversations
Yeah then you killed that bottle of Bacardi in under 20 minutes. So much for being an organ donor.
You stopped loving me for a minute.
You sent me "Is nap," I don't think that really counts as a conversation starter.
I need a hoe opinion
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