how should i go about explaining the hickey i drunkenly gave myself last night?
just found the land before time on youtube... I'm so fucked for finals
I saw he had me in his phone as "the fat twin"
the potatoes in the margarita machine wasn't the breaking point. its when he turned on the stove and put a bunch of bottle rockets on it that i knew the night had prematurely failed
Smuggling a beer bottle full of vodka out of the bar with a tampon as a plug for the top of the bottle wasn't one of my classiest ideas... but your hangover proves it was resourceful and effective. Your welcome.
That number that I thought was that dude's number...was actually my district manager's number. Fuckkkk.
sending him nudies in gran's hospital bathroom. you?
It got quiet and we all stood around and opened the box and I've never seen so many burritos in my life man. it was fucking biblical.
I got a 5/5 with my "I don't want a baby" rant essay. She said my use of the word "leeches" was a powerful metaphor :)
Did we pole dance in front of my boss last night or was it just me?
and then I drunkenly screamed, "you can ride that Uber all the way to revenge city!"
which was funny until I realized I paid for my enemy's cab to go fuck my ex
I feel like we have a good system here turning our sketchy decisions into great stories.
sometimes a perk of being a drug dealer is amazon gift cards. who knew?
Pretty sure I scared her away last night by putting a vodka tampon in my ass
Security showed up because apparently we were fucking too loud.
As your roommate I can attest that y'all do indeed fuck rather loudly
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