So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
swear to god some girl just crawled out of the washing machine. this is intense.
Party priorities: alcohol > girls > music > cups > decorations
My porch is a mess of peanut butter and tostitos...thanks for that.
you told grandpa to call you daddy
Dude... there's chunks of hair all over the floor, and no one knows how they got there. You guys just made out right?
Desperately trying not to throw up over the side of the ferry back to CT. Can't be the first one of the season.
I was just too high to be in rapids man. I just screamed for the entire time I was jostling about.
Using the only finger i can move, i calculated body mass, intake and time. It's mathematically impossible for me to still have this hangover at 9pm. I passed out at 8pm last night. Fuck vodka.
The bartender charged us for drinks. Life is different.
Like you can't just be like oh bb and THEN SEND ME A FUCKING PICTURE OF MY 8TH GRADE FAT SELF IN A TACO COSTUME
I was just thinking about all the dick I could catch while I am home. But then I realized I am too lazy to get out of my pjs and leave my cat.
I'm waiting for your stupid pizza and this 400 lb drunk man is behind me singing the acapella version of Elevation by U2
I woke up with my my shoes on and pants half way off and missing 60 dollars. Please please please tell me you saw me last night.
A total of 3 guys left my apartment this morning. That was my first clue to my black out endeavors last night. Gotta love wine Wednesdays.
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