Grossest hangover story of 09: Puked in the bathtub. I was in it.
it was worse than that time i tried giving evan head 4 days post nose job.
so after he got his stomach pumped, he asked for a smoking room.
thinking back, the fact that our bartender was missing a finger shouldve been hint number one not to let him pick our drinks
Don't worry I drank 7 more beers & brought home a guy that bit me at the bar.
Just did lines off your face, congrats on getting in the magazine bro
So we have also come to the conclusion that slam piece Saturday's are the appropriate follow ups to find a husband Fridays
hey fuckhead. when i said not to grow shrooms in our apartment, that didn't mean "yea, sure. grow shrooms in our apartment"
The silhouette of his dick looked like an eagle. Amurrican.
Pack light, we're going straight to bar from the train. No place to put our shit.
Dude all I'm bringing is my dick and a phone charger.
Part of me really wants this picture, but the other part of me knows if he is really this drunk, he could be sodomizing a lamp and not know it
I lost Mario kart three times but I got laid so it wasn't the WORST night I've ever had.
I just had a flashback to us shaking up Gatorade mix and then inhaling it in your kitchen because it was funny. Now I can't stop laughing in work because that is the stupidest shit.
In theory, it seemed like it would work.
He said he loved me more than Kel loves orange soda
the result of growing up in the '90's
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