i had to do the walk of shame dressed as a leprechaun. I have never been more proud of my irish roots.
We just took turns doing keg stands. 27 is way too old for this. Out of 5 of us, our best time was 9 seconds.
Emily is drunk. We're coming to see you at work and we're bringing jello shots for you.
Oh shit. There are penis maracas
after last halloween when i met that 26yr old guy from russia who was hot until we madeout and he became obsessed with touching my forehead after the ecstasy he did and then tried to sell me pills from an m&m mini container, i think im staying away from parties downtown
BABIES FOR EVERYONE. I'd be like Oprah except with babies
Found my underwear in a solo cup. That about sums up this weekend.
This is Jewish guilt versus Irish Catholic guilt. We should tread carefully, or we could fuck up the space-time continuum or something.
I'm okay with that.
I have to stop letting him stay all weekend. I feel like a cored apple.
I feel like asking for a towel for after I puke before I puke to be more respectful than jus going outside to puke and coming back inside covered in sweat and tears.
Remember the girl I had sex with in the dorm stairwell? She got married!
Do you have Pokemon Go yet? I just caught a Clefairy on my walk of shame and feel way better about myself.
We power houred with shots of red wine. Somehow we ended up with 7 bottles and lost Chris. Trying to find him this hungover is proving very unsuccessful.
I'm trying to imagine how upset he was when he realized that he had been cockblocked by a picture of a sloth and I am drawing indescribable pleasure from it.
Is it sad the checkout lady had to inform my mom she can't buy alcohol before 8am?
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