Let's make love on the newspapers that declare financial doomsday
It's one of the reasons i'm here, along with emotional support, physical support if you need it, and power orgasms.
i guess i had fun last thursday night because when i got on the drunk bus this thursday night everyone immediatley started chanting my name and telling me to do a bus flip
whats a bus flip?
idk but apparently i invented it
she was giving me head and that cheryl crow 'youre favorite mistake' song came on. she looks up and all i could do was nod
I came home ate all of my roomates poptarts and then vommited on her duvet cover. I don't think today is the day to suggest the whole "sex instead of rent money" idea
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
Yeah dude. They were so drunk they actually drank the pool water. Which I'm pretty sure will kill them. My parents chlorine the shit out of that thing cuz they know how much sex my brothers have in it
That little tingle vodka gives me in my esphagus is what lets me know I'm still alive.
She spilled some tequila on her hair somehow and I guess I felt bad for her, so I yelled "ROOMIES FOR LIFE" and dipped my hair in my tequila.
It's like the bermuda triangle of cat puke
Just realized that St. Patty's is on a Saturday this year in case you were interested in coming to New York and redefining bender with me.
Don't be offended, the only thing I'm attracted to right now is snack cakes and chicken wings.
I ask him how he's going, like life and stuff, and he responds "20-0 pats"
So when did "Are you okay?" translate into "Don't tell me you got fucked by another rando after another rager"?
Did you fill my inhaler with tequila?
Yeah, so?
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