This is how scared I get when I ride roller coasters. And how scared I was when I had to poop when I had herpes.
I can't believe you're fucking in the bar bathroom, but everyone else can, and they're really proud.
Well regardless of which drugs we choose to do tonight until four in the morning, we are having a wii bowling championship. So choose carefully.
You left your underwear on the fireplace
Honestly, it's not that easy picking a Saturday night outfit that can translate to Palm Sunday mass. Priorities.
Someday. I cant very well invite myself to his dorm room. And I'm 28. The excuses to be drunk and running into him at uconn are rather slim. Although I'm working on it.
It's like all my brain cells are screaming at me.
I'm dying.
Fake an illness. Her and her friends are like the female version of guys who wear tapout shirts
I don't wanna be gay for a night.
I think it would be worth it for free alcohol.
I could see myself being this awkward weirdo drunk girl that patted strangers and danced terribly but was powerless to stop it
you got drunk, told him he looked like shaggy and said 'I wouldn't show you my mystery machine for all the scooby snacks in the world'
Question for you. Do you want to go out somewhere or do you want to have sloppy joes at my house? That's not a euphemism for anything; I actually have stuff to make sloppy joes
My poor liver. I drank enough on NYE to sustain an alcohol addiction for the entirety of 2015.
I'm gonna have to start putting baby wipes and a change of pants in my bag. The amount of times I'm scared of shitting my pants in public is too high and I need the reassurance
I don't want to be flamboyant (says the guy who bought a hot pink suit to be a flamingo for Halloween)--but I don't mind being a little extra.
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