the beat of "birthday sex" is shockingly similar to my dry heaving rhythm. it's making me nauseous all over again.
"Guy Time" translaed into 10 shots apiece and me waking up covered in my own blood.
I'm getting very mixed reviews. One friend told me to stop drinking bc the last 3 times he's heard from me I've either peed my pants, been throwing up, or people have been having sex beside me.
Strangely enough I'm encouraging you to keep drinking for all the same reasons.
A 300 lb dude in a sundress yelling bible verses while wearing a raggedy anne wig is just as funny as I thought it would be. Thank you san francisco.
Tonight will bring shame to my future grandchildren.
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.
His IQ level must rival that of a comatosed aardvark.
Looking forward to meeting the person naked and passed out at my kitchen table.
He's worked out some sort of arangment where all three of them are dating each other and they've all moved into an apt. with two king beds pushed together
A true beacon of hope in these dark times
Oh, AND I met a ukulele teacher that I'd date. So there's that.
That guy was cool until he tried fighting that dude in the bow tie. I need better wingmen.
dont know how to tell my grandparents I woke up in a frat house in the wrong town and that's why I can't see them today
ALSO I MAYBE ACCIDENTALLY HAND CUFFED MYSELF TO A CHAIR
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
ugh my stomach is so upset-- didn't get a chance to take a violent enough hangover shit at work
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