In these economic times, linking arms taking tequilla shots with your boss as an underage girl is the best job security I can think of
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
There is nacho cheese and blood everywhere.
Also I climbed atop a mailbox with a toilet paper hat and a wolverine claw made of glowsticks, screaming at passers-by that they were going to die. Control me
I inadvertently smoked 6 blunts at one time. We just kept passing them around...I didn't know what happened until it was over. I can't walk.
As soon as they started using chocolate milk as a chaser for captain Morgan, I thought l it'd be best to leave.
You raged at the rock climbing place for not selling beer and then just said "fuck it" and pulled out a flask.
So I'm guessing that puking on a camper is a straight path to instant termination?
His gf just liked my changed relationship status. She's gonna shit bricks when she finds out he left her for me. Bless her little heart.
If I can ever get control of my legs I will be home. Thanks... and again sorry about your bed.
Am I supposed to confront my 52-year-old boss/mother of 3 about the fact that we matched on Tinder?
My uber driver just told me I smell like fun...still drunk at 7 am
You gave me a bottle of tequila and introduced me to a ginger named cowboy. I actually love you.
And why in he fuck did I get 'dick' in Romanian tattooed on my forearm
...i have a beer in one hand, and a chicken wing in the same. typical tuesday, right?
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