My farts woke her up so I pretended to be keep sleeping.
I got otter pops to cool the beers, it's an all around better idea.
New pre-game routine....wal-mart bathrooms...quality beers for free...hallelujah
I woke up in what appears to be a taco bell graveyard in my bed.
If she wasn't my friend I'd think she was a huge slut
wanna get hammered and throw tomatoes at the people standing in line for the midnight showing of harry potter and yell whichcraft is evil
thats the coolest thing thats happened to my vagina since i dated that guy from portugal.
Well if you're drunk enough to make some mistakes this week I'd be down to redeem myself for my poor performance.
SORRY BITCH CAN'T, TAKING SHOTS TO WHITNEY HOUSTON.
I want to wear Christmas sweaters with you.
THIS IS NOT A DECISION I MADE AT ONE IN THE MORNING IM JUST GETTING AROUND TO TELLING YOU ABOUT IT NOW
she opened a can of olives, drained the juice and poured ranch dressing in. oh and 'croutons' (saltines) on top...
So i walked around campus drunk and alone last night eating pizza and a lunchable from 7-11. Sat by the flag pole and drank an entire liter of water, took off my shoes to prance around in the fountain, then stepped in dog shit on the way home...barefoot.
what food is Colorado known for?
Pot brownies.
The only thing he told me before he passed out was that he is from Buffalo and I'm a bitch.
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