three guys just busted into my bio lecture, yelled "happy st. patrick's day!", downed jagerbombs, and left.
he's drinking at 8 in the morning. it's going to be one of those "or else the terrorists have won" kinda days
you said you couldnt let go of the fence because your hand was molding to it.
you spent 5 minutes trying to open an empty PBR and kept saying "don't worry i'll get it i've been working out"
So after I pop out this baby we need to just go on a monthlong coke binge so I can get skinny again before vegas
oh and i'm sorry i sold you for three cigarettes last night
Hey bring in backup. its going to take a lot more beer than we think to fill up the water bed...
Day #3 of being the only sober person at the bar. This is depression.
They better not charge my debit card for what you peed on.
Turning 21 will be slightly bittersweet. Never again will I be able to get underage drunk at Disney World, now I'll only be able to get legal drunk and that just sets a whole different and sad tone for my life.
woke up in a random sweater in a random bed in a random house on a street I don't recognize..
also, I vaguely remember swapping shirts with some random guy on the dance floor.
she fell asleep in a torn bush after playing cards at a nursing home.
I have bits of ceiling fan all over now
I can't possibly be the only person who has ever eaten Cheetos with a spoon to avoid the powder getting in my fingers
You KNOW it was a good night when you find French fries AND taco remnants in your bra when you get home...
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