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.
man, i hate rosetta stone. i wanted to impress this girl with italian last night but all i could say were things like "a blue airplane" and "he is wearing a white shirt"
I couldn't tell if he was hitting on me or if he was just mentally challenged.
Before we started fucking, he laid me on the bed, and asked my what my sleep number was, so that i would be "comfy"
My face is bruised from laying on the concrete. NO MORE VODKA!
she told me to hold the wheel while she hung out the sunroof and cursed the old lady behind us out.
he's got a countert top full of yard sale blenders so id say maragita wednesdays is a go.
think they'd let him outta jail for my wedding? we could have him back by like midnight....
You said you didn't want to drink anymore so you started shooting vodka down the back of your throat using a syringe. Oh, and then you aimed it at my eye ball...vodka in the eye hurts btw.
i just wanna get shit faced and pass out in some random holly bush with a bucket on my head and stockings for shoes.
I have to date her we need a place to stay for tailgating
Drink water, eat food, and stop tazing yourself
we promised ourselves we wouldn't get too drunk, and what happens? I wake up the next morning with half a mcdouble in one pocket and some barbie clothes in the other.
got the runs at the club last night. wondering when it'll be safe to show my face again.
We should write a country song: “Blacked Out on a Sunday”
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