we black-lighted her bedspread and it looked like a jackson pollock painting.
We did a shot for each one. Father... son... and holy ghost. That wasn't enough though so we moved on to toasting dead relatives.
I'm finding that as the end of the quarter approaches, the list of things I refuse to do sober keeps getting longer.
JAMES WASHOMGTON STATE ATTACKED US
WE'RE FYCKED UL HARDCORW
THE REISLING ATRACEX US
I have pictures of you taking tequila shots off the front of the police car when the cop wasn't looking.
So if you ever need to know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy that can put a 24oz beer can up his ass... Hit me up...
and a jello shot exploded in my bra last night. Now I have blueberry smurfette boobs. Awesome.
Thats like me asking what you think of antisocial polish guys with mysterious rashes
I paid your brother in tostitos to drive me home.
My underwear said "hard to get" on the butt. He laughed when he took them off.
Please tell me you're not home alone watching Glitter.
Can you see in?
I think curling is the best thing to watch when you're baked.
Did I just hear you ask Siri about the meaning of life?
...blackout vacation is awesome. Where did you end up? I think i'm in Miami.
Hospital.
I did put on a shirt to start the night, right?
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