I almost took home a boy from the bar last night, till i realized he was not speaking drunk, he was from another country and didnt know english. that could have been an awkward morning.
dollar beers will do that to you.
:)
Wipe that smile off your face.
My walk of shame was far more interesting today. He's moving and was cleaning out his apartment, so not only was I carrying my clothes, I also walked away with 4 bottles of cheap wine and a jar of ragu.
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
It's like my ice maker knows when I wanna get drunk
Hangover Status: I've been bedridden longer than that kid from The Secret Garden. It's not looking good.
it was like a congratulatory penis slap
I need a Jamo leash. Just tie it to my wrist and every time you see me reaching for a shot of it, just yank my hand away
somehow I feel like "adventures with cocaine and molly" wouldn't be an appropriate "How I Spent My Spring Break" essay topic.
I can't turn off my feet"
As I was puking, these 2 guys started peeing next to me chanting me on
Fuck him and his perfect arms, huge penis and relentless ability to ignore me.
Everythings in imax form. Space oddessys are formed. Adventure at every moment and everything is epic. My mouth hass lemons. Yum.
So the vodka/tequila mix went down fine but the burp made me cry
Sorry dude, one minute I was flirting with a bachelorette party from Dallas and the next I’m being tied to the bed by the bride
Trying to wrangle us an invite to the wedding
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