woke up with 15 BAGS of hot dog buns in my passenger seat... jameson strikes again
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
"must pass the hog line" should not only be used in curling. but also when we go out to pick up girls.
He's having sex with his gf again. Every thump of his bed against the wall is insulting to our one night stand.
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
Sunday is a myth, I refuse to believe that I waste an entire day unable to function after a night of drinking.
I think being an adult is being able to say no to free shots...I need to work on that.
he fucked me to the beat of the construction going on outside my house. i will never look at jackhammers the same ever again.
Sunday Funday has been cancelled indefinitely, due to lack of self control of all parties involved.
You don't have a wife, you don't have a dog, and you need a new bong. Don't make this any worse than that.
Jesus, I just want to drink. Also simultaneously punch things and rub my vagina on them.
Did I run into a tree or get punched in the face?
Both.
I just got a lecture from your coked out sister about the monetary value of Dothraki hair braids. Take her home.
I smell like cowboy sweat. I got two lap dances. This is the best day of my life!
Things change once you put a ring on it. 5 years ago if I had morning wood she would have gone nympho on that. Now I am just lucky if she touches it rolling when we sleep.
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