Me. At least after what I've been through.
it was 6 in the morning, and you cried until i put mulan in. then you proceeded to say every word, not to mention sing along... stop drinking.
You guys tried to boil water to fill up the empty hot tub. After the fourth trip back with the kettle you gave up.
i woke up to the sound of my dad getting blown. this is my life
Woke up with two cats staring at me. One covered in puke thats giving me a look that says it might be my fault. Where am I? Come get me.
I offered you a bag but you said "I gotta break in the new carpet" and you puked all over the floor
I take it that, because we are not guzzling a box of franzia, everything went alright?
I hooked up with Spider-Man on the hood of Santas car. I kept saying that he could shoot his web at me. Also I found Waldo. Overall good night.
well he never texted me back and the pizza I took my rage out didn't deserve such malice
You continued to run around saying "free the nipple" while "taste testing" every liquor on the premises.
you were angry and didn't have anything else to throw so you threw a breakfast burrito...?
after you got high, you started to make guac with your bare hands and said: "there's soda bubbles in my legs"
We are making a pool on how long he stays sober this time you want in?
At what point can I admit that I hate going to house parties?
I don't wanna stand in your shitty kitchen making small talk while I guard the quality booze I brought.
On a scale of 1 to 10 how good of an idea would it be to pregame at the airport right now
Ten
Randomize
