So Ive decided I have serious issues. Im walking around the school with a bag labeled booze money collecting from people while slightly hungover at 8:20 in the morning, and nobody is questioning me.
He said I taste like butterscotch, licked me, then I'm pretty sure he wet his pants. So no, I do not want to invite him over.
Hey man sorry, can't talk. I'm already taking risks by ripping the bong on this conference call.
I'm having a self conscious moment and I need your complete honest opinion of my boobs.
He thought the strainer was a giant bowl to puke in.
Btw, just wanna point out that you've hooked up with two guys whose birthdays are today. Congratulations, you have a type!
Where the hell is he. I called him crying for weed and sex you would think that would signal some urgency.
I just puked my brains out on the side of the road (see picture) And I took a picture for our scrapbook! I am always thinking! =) tell me your proud?!
I should start printing out disclaimer handouts and passing them out to people saying, "I can not be held responsible for anything I say or do this evening."
If there was a bread and water delivery truck id make sweet hungover love with it.
The tequila covers up the fact that the choco liquor tastes like sadness.
So i know i said I'm turning over a new leaf, but i met a guy with a dick piercing. I have to sleep with him. For science.
My drug dealer was just on ESPN..
I woke up and there is a small Irish man playing call of duty in my room. Discuss.
Hypothetically speaking, if a girl asks you to fuck her wearing only your hockey helmet, is that socially acceptable?
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