Today at work while talking to my co-worker we both realized at the same time that last year I had a one night stand with his roommate and he was in the living room drinking coffee when I did the walk of shame. YAY.
I really liked your hair last night but that style makes it really hard to hold it while you puke
I stayed up for an hour trying to make my room stop spinning and then I realized it was bc my fan was on
: am i supposed to send the mass text 'merry christmas!' to my booty calls too?
weed brownie and a latte, breakfast of champions
we started the countdown to drunken sledding this weekend.
Thanksgiving. This year's theme: I am thankful that I still have a liver.
You called your ex's vag an "AIDS Pinata". Drunk You is the Hulk Hogan of insults.
At least I'm doing lines with a notecard. That counts for something right
im that hungover where parking at red lights has to be done
This is the third time my roommate and I have drunkenly hooked up. I'm starting to think she's not as straight as she says she is.
I think we can say happy hour is successful when you have frosting and southern comfort in your hair.
I woke up and he already had a joint rolled waiting next to the bed. Love.
I woke up with a pillow, shampoo and a plant in my fridge. Eggs in the toilet, and I was wearing three pairs of girls underwear. What happened last night
We're playing drunken roulette. We're taking exlax followed by shots. First person to shit themselves loses!
Randomize
