She calls her new ritual "bed, bath, and beyond crunk". Hence why I found her passed out in my bath tub this morning.
when your friendship is based on dead babies and vodka there is a delicate balance. lesson learned. for what its worth, you are still my number one.
Tonight we are playing Scuba-Keg. Getting keg now. I'll explain when i get home.
All we did was argue about ponys and drug dealers
I was also standing on my bed with a road cone pounding on the ceiling at 3am. Not sure why
Made a vodka juice box out of a ziploc bag and a straw for when I drive. Doesn't count as an open beverage container anymore.
no one could get around him on the stairs cause he surrounded himself with all the empties he could find, he said he was building a fort. then he passed out on them.
And then we made hashbrowns with vodka and queso.
The trick will be getting hammered before we get to the first bar
Challenge accepted
I was afraid she wouldn't be able keep up but I woke up in a bathtub, she called me a pussy and made me pancakes.
I'd help you out but I got Bacardi and Tequila poured down my snorkel last night and I'm still drunk
Holy shit I'm 26! That took an embarrassingly long time to figure it out, I need to keep buyin weed from this kid
I'm only fucking women born in the 90s this summer
...take a good look at your butthole.... then try matching it to any paint color on the Benjamin Moore color wheel....not gonna happen...
What happened last night? All I know is that I walked into class this morning and everyone was chanting my name.
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