We did a shot for each one. Father... son... and holy ghost. That wasn't enough though so we moved on to toasting dead relatives.
i don't know. but im upstairs in the closet with a burger i found in their fridge
It was like watching porn, except it was in real life, and it was starring two of your best friends.
I mean it was like cry my eyes out or masturbate in my moms bathroom.
Although I feel like awkward kinda describes your entire sexual history...
Dude, she got "I party too much" skinny. She looks like a recovering drug addict.
I'm turning twenty & the only honorable way to exit my teens is by slapping the fuck outta the bag. You better be in.
But for real, I had the best sex of my life on that bunk bed
She's high and running across rooftops. Yes we're going to end up in A&E again.
Still trying to figure out where I was when someone broke the lawn chair and put it in the bathroom.
How hard is it to grasp the concept of 'I lost an impromptu saber bout and so I have to make a macaroni map of Soviet Russi, including Kazicstan'!?
I can still be you friend and be there for you. And sometimes get drunk and fuck you.
Note to self: never fuck a Canadian, surprisingly highly disappointing
My conscious state is steadily increasing towards drunkenness.
Ever look at an ex and wonder...was I drunk that entire relationship??
Yes, yes I do.
Randomize
