we turned dreidel into a drinking game. i kept landing on gimel. im glad we have 7 more nights of this
I farted on Jack's balls last night. He got pissed and walked away cause he knew it was on purpose. I couldn't hold it in anymore.
woke up to an overdrawn credit card. did you order the dawsons creek boxset last night?
i hope so.
She just kept tellin me God was coming back and he was leavin her with a bag of stale doritoes and shitty friends.
I'm Still in a robe trying to piece together 3-7am I'll be there in a few
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
You were riding my three year old's train yelling, 'I think I can, I think I can!!'
I thought I could.
so I am that guy with the red solo cup in class. someone has to step it up.
Alright, text me when you get close. I've got a mustache and I'm ready to get my day drunk on.
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
Why is there a muffler in the livingroom?
First, I just want to say that I had nothing to do with it. Second, how good is your car insurance?
I owe you an apology, I was appointed captain of this sexy fuckship and I fell asleep at the helm.
Lol yeah. Because I just woke him up to blow him for being hot.
people need to understand when I say I don't want to drink anymore that doesn't mean tempt me with another bottle of Jose Cuervo.
Seriously, I really just burned my nipple making ravioli.. I'd explain, but no reasoning makes this acceptable:/
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