maybe if you didn't yell 'buh duh duh da duh da dats all folks' when you came she wouldn't have left last night
ya i vaguely remember microwaving a whole package of bacon for 20 minutes or so and then eating it all around 4am
it's not our fault the pink and the sink are so close together.
once the tequila comes in everyone elses feelings go out the window.
he asked me to have sex with him by saying 'take one for the team'. so no we didn't do it.
Its trashy in the best of ways. Like a stripper working to pay for college.
high in an attic. pig roast in 10.
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
I stuck a note to his door with my gum explaining why i couldn't spend the night. as i was walking away, he opened the door...i fell down and played dead. deffinitly didn't see me.
In case you're keeping score at home, this is Brad's SECOND Doritos-related trip to the ER.
Any formal decision about whether we're planning to objectify naked women with daddy issues tonight?
Your dress got me laid by one of Obama's Secret Service members. Patriotic duty, check.
She bent over while grinding on me on the dance floor and her thong straps were hanging out, I thought it was a good idea to grab the straps with both hands and pretend to be riding in Santa's sleigh...not my brightest moment.
So who left their underwear on a lamppost in my aunt's backyard
I was singing Colors of the Wind and swigging vodka and still felt like more of an adult.
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