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I remember going home with 2 girls. Woke up with 4.
He went so fast i didnt even have time to pretend like i was about to have a fake orgasim
I just realized I use Twitter to keep of track of when I get drunk.
I need to remember that good judgment goes out the window after the 7th shot and the 3rd Lady GaGa song.
When they saw it was the 7th inning of the baseball game one took off running for the beer stand while his friend is yelling "BUY THE KEG"!
Please talk me out of ordering the stripper pole for a dollar. Please.
I found a fried uncrustable on the table from last night.
'Well you know, stuff happens' isn't really an excuse for sticking a cheeto in my ear
I once puked on the side of the hwy driving home and it somehow made me feel more Canadian. So don't rule it out
WE COULD TOTALLY DO ECSTASY AND GO TO THAT CAT SHELTER OFF OF BROADWAY.
So update from last night: I made friends with a coke dealer, I tore the card scanner off the wall of my dorm, and I passed out on our bathroom counter with my head in the sink.
We tried to make ramen in a glass bowl on the stove. They called facilities to pick the glass out of the door
tried to chug a glass full of ice cubes. went better then expected.
i swear to god if you did anything to my honey bunches ill remove all the oats and shove them up your dickhole then play pinata with my foot to knock them all back out
If you've never been partying there before, take Shae with you. Drunk Shae is like a GPS. She found us the only bottle shop still open at four, a pot dealer, and told us all which subway to take to get home. She'd never been to Madrid before. It was awesome.
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