After last night, I could never be a politician.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
I fucking love fucking science majors-- she told me that she wanted to know if her gag reflex got better or worse with alcohol, and that her initial evidence had been inconclusive. So, next few weeks, yeah, gettin blown periodically. All I have to do is keep a log.
Imagine the time you most wanted to kill yourself. Now add a room full of jail bait and no booze. Multiply that by a million.
Not exactly sure why you felt the need to get the halloween decorations out. But waking up to 7 carved pumpkins really scares the shit out of you.
I found ecstasy taped in my armpit... thank you drunk Marissa.
Drank a fosters this weekend and last weekend. Listening to down under 5 times a day. Spent 100 dollars on a sleeveless men at work shirt circa 1983. We don't leave for another 5 weeks. I call it pregaming.
We're having a serious conversation and I just responded to something he said with an emoticon. I am so baked.
she said i was like a little lamb and she felt bad for luring me into her den of sin. then she blew me.
Being a virgin isn't supposed to be this easy for you.
Screw them and thier engaged asses. I've got liquor to drink and boys I don't know to make out with.
Either I'm tripping balls or my dog has super powers.
You don't know how badly I want to just hold you as a soup spoon holds a bisque
We just catapulted a jelly bean off of his hard dick into his mouth.......Happy Easter!
I mean I've only met the girl once and she was trying to slit some guys tires.
am i the only one who finds it a little awkward seeing as we all made out last night?
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