I've been here 20 minutes and some creepy old man told me he wanted to know what my insides felt like. I hate gay bars.
He says he's "masters drunk." And if that's anything like "kentucky derby drunk" I know enough to not go over there.
i left with the words "thank you for undersanding my sluttiness"
I'm drinking with 3 chicks and 1 gay dude. 100% chance I'm getting laid and 75% chance I'll enjoy it.
all i remember is being at the diner with her at 3am and her storming into the kitchen to make sure the chef gave me regular fries instead of home fries.
the easter KEGG...out of a drunken typo there arose a new and spectacular holiday tradition
did you come by the house last night? I found a half eaten corn dog in the mail box.
Drunk. The frashmen love me. Give them. Toilrt paper. And shiots
You said you didn't want to drink anymore so you started shooting vodka down the back of your throat using a syringe. Oh, and then you aimed it at my eye ball...vodka in the eye hurts btw.
My feelings are currently in a sea of vodka and "I don't give a shit"
Aren't they always?
The Deck is crawling with Cougars. Sound the irresponsibility alarm and come drink with me on a Tuesday night.
it was fucking weird. cops showed up but they appreciated our 3 story bong. and then some girl tried to steal our cheese and butter
I hope one day I make out with someone in a taco truck :(
I'm glad I inspire you to reach for the stars
Or a taco
I just used Bacardi to dry out poison ivy.
She ripped her shorts off and yelled "VAGINA TIME!"
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