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I left the party when things started to get crazy... and when I say crazy I mean: there was puke on the carpet, Evan was passed out behind a plant, Mary was making out with her ex while her present bf was making out with Nancy. Not to mention that someone fisted the wall. Also - someone is sleeping on your lawn - they might be dead, I didn't check. Later.
I remember going home with 2 girls. Woke up with 4.
@ a funeral. fucking miss uuuu
please come you make the beer taste better
you ate skittles off the table like a hungry hungry hippo. it was awesome.
Sharpest. Poop. Ever.
He thanked me for being "his little blond pogo stick last night". Good thing?
I think I breastfed the cat at some point during the night, at least that's what my nipples are saying
I don't think I own any pants that haven't seen his bedroom floor anymore...
Dude you didn't move for like 2 hours then suddenly sang the chorus to ghetto superstar and passed back out
You claimed your dick was a divining rod, spun in a circle 3 times and walked into the bar you stopped in front of...consequently there was a bikini shoot going on
You might not want to come home tonight. Mom just found your vibrator and now she won't stop sobbing and holding a framed picture of you as a little kid.
The party went downhill once the fire department had to be called to put out the kitchen fire.
I just saw an easily 300lb shirtless man on a Vespa. My day has been simultaneously made and ruined.
I am seriously thinking about wearing a blanket as a cape. So when I pass out tonight the blanket might keep me warm.
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