I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
At least I can take solace in the fact that with 8 billion some odd people in the world, at least one of them is shitting in their own car right now.
You told me alcohol would be the death of you then ordered 10 shots of tequila.
I booked us a cruise for November. Lose 20 pounds and don't cheat on me before then.
Because you know it would be fucking amazing to get trashed and shatter the dreams of 12 year old girls. I might get a shirt.
Did you really just use your nipple as a unit of measurement?
Woke up handcuffed to a half gallon of beam. Yep. This is my life.
Ugh. my cast still smells like fermenting hot tub water and bad decisions.
I don't even know if I LIKE sober sex any more.
There is no such thing as a great breathalizer story. That isn't a thing that exists.
I need vodka and champagne for my new favorite drink, vodkapagne. Alternative spellings are "vodkapain" and "vom-machine"
If you've never been pounded by an Eastern European body builder, I would highly recommend it.
I can't even spell what he said he was on. And I had to call 4 people before someone had heard of it.
I was really excited when I saw a billboard for neverbethirsty.org this morning. Then I realized it was for a church.
Omg, new summer goal: sex in a bouncy castle.
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