I just spent an hour correcting all the grammar and spelling of all the 2pac songs on my ipod
I just saw Ann slam dunk her puke bag into a trash can on Avenue A. You ladies might want to consider putting the Patron shots down and going home.
You left a skid on my bar stool!!!!
Oops! Sorry about getting stool on your stool!
the last thing i remember is inserting the sippy stray into the jack daniel's.
I don't think anyone could emotionally handle a numb vagina.
I kinda remember trying to staple rolls of toilet paper to make a pillow, but it's blank after that.
we were the definition of too high: argued for 10 minutes about who was gonna get the condom (it was 2 feet away on the night stand) and past out watching adventure time.
He called from a stranger phone to say. He was a t a liquior store and there was a long line they have no condoms. This is the guy i was gonna go on a date with
Atleast he is letting you know he will be late
it still weirds me out that Robin Thicke is Alan Thicke's son
Girl, we were harassing people from the top of a building. I don't know how I got down, but I'm eating chocolate cake in my kitchen. Sall good yo.
Update: That guy is no longer in the restroom, so he's probably not dead.
You're the best friend ever. I wouldn't want to do the walk of shame with anyone else.
Because sadly the idea of me having a girlfriend is crazy enough to be an April fools prank
I walked out and he was covered in jelly, slithering around the floor. I don't know how to process that.
You -do- realize there are other things to talk about than just how different parts of you smell like pussy, right?
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