awesome recipe for disaster- bar hopping at the airport
Drunk. Just jacked off for the third time in an hour. I love not being Catholic anymore.
And then I saw the naval officer and gave up that whole new leaf thing
In the library. Still drunk. Shoes missnig. Term paper due in fiften minutes. Iff I puke u think theyll throw me out?
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
Yeah, I think they knew. I smelled like that telltale combination of strippers and Easter.
They high fived mid Eiffel Tower, then we all proceeded to talk about how our friendship is much stronger now. I'd say a successful first threesome.
So, your mugshot picture is behind the counter at B-Dubs, with the caption: "not allowed on premesis."
I remeber being on the roof last night and we put our heads togeather and we touched each others face and said "Hennessyyyy"
I was high last night eating a fudge bar and making eggs with toast and corned beef hash for a 2 am snack and my dad asked what I was and the only reply I could think of was "I'm an adult."
Did we do anything stupid last night besides hook up with our ex girlfriends?
It's always appealing to be able to say to someone "I banged your mom"
Philosophical question for you: is it better to go into work slightly drunk or slightly coked out?
If i'm not ready, make sure i'm alive. Not passed out dead in the shower.
I'll still do breakfast to celebrate the life you've had.
What do you do when you legitimately find a hidden sex dungeon in your parents basement next to your bedroom!!?
Randomize
