We didn't go..parents came home with patron wanting to play drinking games --we asked no questions
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
you came in and threw goldfish on our blue carpet and screamed SWIM BITCHES and then made me drink a best friends potion with you
I just realized I'm not towing a trailer. I thought this whole drive home I was towing a trailer. Wow too high
The EMTs said they would give me as many blankets as I wanted if I didn't pee in the ambulance. They even turned on the sirens.
You convinced her to break up with her boyfriend, made out with her all night, got her to buy us all shots then went home with a different girl...
That explains the "i hate you" text. But the facebook deletion is a bit harsh
I almost bumped into a man wrapped only in a blanket at 10 am
We don't really communicate like that.
Communicate like what?
Communicate like people who want to see each other when their genitals are inside their pants.
Drunk me made out with someone's girlfriend last night, was invited to their place for a semi-threesome, and then walked home at three am. Can't decide if this is better or worse than drunkenly challenging everyone to taekwondo sparring matches...
I took a cab from the club to the grocery store. I needed peanut butter.
Where was Alyssa when you were sniffing the bouncer?
Passed out on some guy who looked like someone from Duck Dynasty.
She doesn't even know his real name...he just keeps calling himself Hans the Third
Wow. Memory lane. What a horrendously unsightly jizz stain on the tapestry of life.
She's asleep in a fisher-price toy car
Call me a snob but I'm not banging chicks with more fingers than teeth.
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