Apparently last night I sat at the bar with an upside down sharpie lightning bolt on my forehead, yelling "It's Harry Potter's birthday! Let me be on the qudditch team!" And I kept calling the bartender Dobby. There are videos.
Why I am the classiest girl you know: just mixed drinks for everyone on the baby changing station at the movie theater.
I just snuked. Sneezed and puked
He kept waking up periodically throughtout the night to bit my ear and pass back out.
maybe you should do the old hyperventilate, take a shot of vodka, sniff someone's hair trick
Everyone threw up but him. I took off my shirt because I puked on it. There were also a lot of drag queens involved.
just puked a little into my hand/sleeve. way too hungover for the first day of class
Plus I'm pretty sure you said "love you" on the phone, so technically I should be putting you on some type of probation
she shotgunned a can of v8, threw the can on the ground and said, "fuck bitches get money" then passed out on the spot
And I just realized we will be at a strip club when the end of the world is supposed to happen. This is destiny
I've never heard "I will drown your mother in vanilla pudding" as an insult before, and then last night happened.
I biked home blackout drunk last night, but I have some memory of throwing my bike in a rage when I couldnt get it down the stairs. No idea on the bright orange puke in the sink.
Dude get over here. Steven brought super soakers filled with colored vodka.
I am mildly hung over. Decided pants are very unnecessary right now.
I think I'm more excited for Santa to come now that I made a drinking game out of it
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