how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
I'm missing my class because I'm not done with my beer
Found him. He was passed out on the couch at the new place in a room full of burnt pizza smoke.
He doesn't belong with God. He belongs face-down in a pile of his own excrement, vomit, blood and semen. Then pissed on by Satan.
I need like a hormone stopper. Or a chastity belt. Or like a lady business alarm that goes off when I'm being too drunk.
You then showed up downstairs in only a robe, telling everyone how you were "the most chivalristic fratstar ever."
Been awake for 50 some odd hours. I've discovered I can spew out maaaad papers whilst coked out of my face. My roommates probably think I'm dead. Money well spent. You?
I was afraid someone would drug test my pants so you set them on fire.
just for future reference, lake water is NOT mix for hard stuff. nor is it an adequate substitute.
My manager just held my hair while I threw up in a dumpster. New low.
Just so were clear your wife is cut off from my dick.
I'm worried about how taking care of my mom's dog while being on acid will go.
Vomit your little heart out. You've got a long day tomorrow
A stripper set a mans ass on fire... the club smelled like burning ass and boxers.
the party picked up after I got pretty drunk...I got kicked in the fucking head by a tiny lesbian...she was 5'1" I did not think she could do it...i was very wrong
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