The future queen of Norway was pregnant with a druglord's baby when she met the prince. We still have hope.
Woke up with string cheese braided into my hair- literally braided
no more heavy drinking durning the lady that cleans the office told me i have to emtpy my own thrash if i puke in it
just got in my apt...and theres jungle juice here i left from over a month ago..this could be interesting...or deadly
I figured you left because I was a shit show. Were you still there when I got locked in the bathroom and didn't know where I was? If not, that could have been a dream. I'm still not sure.
Just woke up to the best idea ever. Vodka infused BUTTER. Take a second, and think of the possibilities.
Plan: drunk dancing. Reality: drunk almost getting in fights with people that could beat me into the ground.
after the shots you kept on yelling "this is for the dreamers"
I only got lap dances from the ugliest strippers, i couldnt stop myself from laughing the entire time.
I'm so glad we both made out with him though. I feel like that really brought us together
I'm not gonna lie. The only reason I haven't drank a whole bottle of crown tonight is because we only had 3/4 of a bottle left.
I only remember singing the Captain Planet theme song on our way to the bars.
Nah, he's definitely here somewhere. Whether he survived the night or not is your problem, but I'm pretty sure he's around.
Pretty sure I got pink eye from the strip club. There is also still beer cans rattling around in my shower.
It was a "have 911 on speed dial" kinda night
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