So... how did lowering your standards work out last night?
are you going to last longer than 15 seconds
nope
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
You three are like the Bermuda Triangle for morals.
Well if all fails we can always become surrogate mothers. I hear that pays well.
I left boob prints on the hood of his car. Something to remember me by.
I just wrote "where Jason is" on the screen. He guessed "hospital" correctly.
Excellent idea. Nothing says "congrats for resurrecting yourself, Jesus" like Greygoose at noon!
The paramedics came back to shotgun beers with us.
when I said energy drinks I meant cocaine
'twas the night before moms weekend and all were blacked out. Not a coug was sober not even farm house. I was down to fuck but you were not in sight, so I bid pullmania a sweet goodnight.
You just said you hate yourself then sent me a picture of your friend's penis. Clearly this is a night of honesty.
The last thing I remember is talking to the firefighter next to me and he was giving me fruit.
He stood next to me peeing as I was puking behind a car in the parking lot, telling me how much he loved me. On the other hand, he loves me!
just woke up with a trucker hat, half a grilled cheese, and popcorn spread everywhere. last night must have been good.
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