I just puked in the mop bucket at work. I think I need to go home.
We're having the conversation about what happened last night, all we can come up with is that we came home, drank two litres of lemonade, I took one of her seizure pills and we fell asleep with sabrina the teenage witch on
Saying you want a bj does not count as saying you wanna see me btw.
this may be my drink champagne alone in a bbaby pool in the dark night
Ummm Im the uneducated alcoholic of the group... if I say its a bad idea, its probably a bad idea.
getting up at 8am to start drinking seemed like a much better idea before I had to wake up at 8am
The hookup that almost was... Both partys too drunk to migrate to the other.... the universe has won this one.
You might call them booze related cuts, I call it "partying so hard you sweat blood"
Do you think wearing a shirt that says I like penis is too much for tonight?
You're doing a terrible job of letting me hook up with girls vicariously through you.
The only times girls talk to me at clubs is when they're asking if I'm okay when I'm puking outside. Or if it's a tranny
Well we had to pull over on a side street in town so I could throw up while moms were driving by with car loads of kids, I feel like I just performed a lil silent AA film for the childrens
as your best friend, I hope we never outgrow 'I Just Got Laid' texts
I'm disgusted with myself. I feel like I need 10 boxes of Summer's Eve and a baptism.
The night they met I slept with both of them. Of course I'm best man.
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