Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
Ew, dude I just walked in on my boss masturbating in the supply room at the restaurant. He didn't see me so I quickly shut the door and pretended like it didn't happen. And then literally five minutes later he came up to me and cupped my face with his hands and told me what a great employee I was. I got a promotion but I'm fucking scarred for life. I can't stop cringing.
Who wears a wallet chain?!
i can totally see doctors naming an STD after you
and she is using the paper towels as a pillow... but you know what? i've done that too.. so u can really tell we are sisters.
Managed to discreetly puke out of a moving streetcar window, in front of no less than a dozen people. Nobody saw/said anything. I feel like a legit local now.
its the kind of pain that only someone with a fucking elephant on their head would understand. I'm never drinking again.
Woke up with eyeliner streaked down my face, glitter all over my bed, and holding half-eaten Jimmy Johns. Plus, my whole family's downstairs for Thanksgiving... Welcome to the shitshow that is my early 20s
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
She said she'd heard about my nickname in high school. Apparently sledgehammer isn't as popular as you'd believe...
Bartenders are not toys. I repeat, bartenders are not toys.
Got another job?
If by job you mean clever way of getting free tattoos, then yes. I got another job.
I just had sex on my kitchen counter. It's like the American dream
My boyfriend and my fuck buddy are going to the strip club together... Should I be concerned?
You've got the chocolate, drugs and my pants. You hold all the cards...
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