8:17pm: So, How was fun day?
1:15am: So I just woke up in my bed in my bathing suit... I don't remember getting into bed or dinner or anything after slip n slide that happened around five... I'd say fun day was a success
I'm pretty sure that every show on ABC Family could be turned into a drinking game.
She walked in, looked at the bed, sniffed, sighed, and went to grab her cleaning supplies. I'd say she knows.
my purse only fit my wallet or the martini shaker. it wasnt even a question of which i was bringing.
After all the hair products he's stolen from me, he better fucking be gay.
Also, drinking coors light. Fuck that. Fuck that in the fucking face.
we started the countdown to drunken sledding this weekend.
Can't. I took a Viagra to make sure I wouldnt leave the room so I might actually study.
You didn't act like you were blacked out yesterday...
I didn't know
You have to summon your inner elephant
I'm running on jager fumes right now. It's like I put diesel in a prius and said fuck it.
As a gentleman, I asked her if she was sure and she just whispered "wreck me" in my ear. I took that as a green light.
I'm beginning to think that women just have dogs at home as an excuse to leave ASAP after hooking up, without sounding like a typical guy.
Move ovrr Titanoc and all you others. Heres the real tale of woe. This ladys failed search for boozdy goodnezs.
I'm surronded by jorts. You're probably too drunk to care. I'm gonna cry now. Love you.
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