everytime i listen to a chris brown song and like it i feel like i bad person
Update from family reunion: my aunt Janet once got her legs stuck behind her head. The fire department had to be called.
So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
I just got cut off for correcting the bartender's grammar. I should have never accepted that fucking editors position.
The foreigner finally woke up and the first thing he did was look up a map of the u.s. His destination is to pennsylvania.
There are parrots here and they're headbanging to the music. There's also a clown and a pit bull that can jump onto tables. Too high for this shit.
Last night was the first night with all of the roommates, and what started as a calm night of light drinking got out of hand. There's a girl on my couch wearing only a fanny pack.
I only feel half bad for cheating on him because while we were fucking I was given great relationship advice and now I'm ready to work some things out.
She just texted me that she's horny, then started quoted random music, then telling me everything she regrets. I don't think there's enough tequila in the world for me to deal with her...
Welcome to drink and talk like a Russian afternoon.
Pirate drinking day will be planned for shortly
I approve this so hard.
I call him Seabiscuit because he's my trusty steed
you made me suck your tit in the car and kept saying "good boy. I love you so much. good boy."
I think I just got drunk texted by my psychiatrist
I trusted a fart in Toronto. NEVER TRUST A FART IN TORONTO.
the people in front of me have a grocery cart in their car... i missed college...
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