well that was a long night...
dude, you were pretty messed up... what happened?
no idea... but i still woke up with my pirate hat on
I fucking love fucking science majors-- she told me that she wanted to know if her gag reflex got better or worse with alcohol, and that her initial evidence had been inconclusive. So, next few weeks, yeah, gettin blown periodically. All I have to do is keep a log.
he had a blacklight sublime poster, of course i had to do him.
You mean 'full wolf form' wasn't a drunk text?
You peed in the parking lot while a car was was waiting behind us. And when people walked by you proceeded to say "careful you might slip"
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
she never specifically said NOT to fuck her boyfriend so technically we can still be best friends
I feel that the drunker I get, the drunker Facebook gets.
Bitch, it's 2 in the afternoon.
I just had a flashback to the three of us in the bed and me shouting AM I THE BIGGEST OR LITTLEST SPOON?!
Only I could get hit on by homophobic straight guys in a drag bar.
I'd do them all but honestly I'm so high that I probably should have a chaperone.
the girl whose rug I peed on is here
you were on a whole other level. you went home with him because he said "you got some light ass eyes"
All I remember is an overwhelming desire for chicken nuggets...
Yes, you pinned my brother to the floor by the throat and threatened to slaughter his family if he didn't drive to mcdonalds and get you some.
If he didn’t pick us up we would have been jerkwards eating sad pancakes at a Denny’s.
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