Well I don't think you could recreate that hangover if you tried. It was like the perfect storm of hangovers.
Beer is about to convince me to do something really stupid.
Clearly, I'm already going to hell, so there's no point in trying anymore.
That's the last time we joust in Radio Flyer wagons after margarita night.
What do you mean when you say no pre-party sex?
You tried to poop in the sink last night.
Correct me if I'm wrong here... but did we serenade each others breasts to "winds of change" last night?
Hooking up with him would mean my type has officially become... drug dealer.
who were those guys at the table sniffing dryer sheets?
While I faked being asleep, he literally prayed to God out loud, asking for forgiveness for losing his virginity before marriage.
He's like Medusa, you can't look directly into his eyes or you'll turn into a slut.
i mean, not my actual scene but if someone says "PARTY" ill figure it out
It felt like Party Santa dropped by and gave us two more 18-packs.
According to the red cross, I'm not suppose to do anything strenuous for the next 24 hours. That means you're on top.
I hate how much more visible my vomit is on snow, I need a winter vomit bush
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