He just left - my room smells like that cheese they put on nachos and cigarettes and beef
Yo quero taco bell
we ran out of cups so i finished the night drinking out of a paint can.
Pre-drinking/conditioning my liver for this impending hurricane party associated with cat. 2 hurricane Irene. Be ready to roll in a weather channel minute.
The highlight of your blackout was when you drunk showered with the garden hose and emailed your boss your vacation requests for the next year.
I told my dad my stomach hurt and he bet me ten bucks I couldn't throw up on command. He has no idea what I did last night and I got ten bucks.
Touche. Dude, I fastened garters. Drunk. I deserve a medal from a drag queen.
I took her to the bar and boom. All of my past slump busters were there. Shes cool enough to know what that means and said she was afraid they'd eat her so we left.
I'm thinking about slathering myself with peanut butter and going to the dog park. What's the worst that could happen?
Haha he puts me in a mood mix of annoyed and... "just get in my pants"
So...guess who had sex tied to the ladder of a caboose under the stars in Joshua Tree? This bitch
I know, but the fabulousness of my baggies should not be what defines my business as a drug dealer.
I saw the attitude and didn't even try. Line of the night from one guy who talked with them for a while said, "I don't meet you standards. I have a job and would treat you well." She was blank faced.
Well you fished my watch out of a possibly vomit filled toilet so I think we're bros now.
Curing hangovers with more alcohol was a great idea for the first five days
I would give away three of my own ribs to be able to eat myself out.
...ew
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