I haven't even gone in yet. I'm sitting in the waiting room playing a game i like to call "Who else is here for AA".
if you were drunk and peed in your friend's washing maching, would you send an "i'm sorry" text or say nothing at all?
all hypothetical of course
i was told that i was found face down in a plate of ketchup at the dinner table
I don't even want to think what you did to boys being that drunk and horny.
Then I wouldn't suggest looking at the pictures from last night.
..But I'm still alive. And thats the main thing
Drunk you is everything I aspire to be in life.
The couch is in the bathroom. I don't understand how that is even possible. I couldnt even fit that shelf thingy through the door. Come help. I am about to pee my pants.
It would only make sense that I'd cheat on him with his best friend on the ides of march...
I get that he's ugly and I deserve better but I will still beat up the girls he hangs out with.
I'm going for high school drunk, you've got 15 minutes to get here.
'go have sex with her' ddoes not count as wingman
so, i guess i gotta chill on showing up to work hungover... someone anonymously left a bible in my work mailbox (no one else got one)
Do you think they manscape in the zombie apocalypse?
So apparently I tried texting you last night to tell you I wasn't coming home, but all I had typed were lyrics from Evita
I'm too picky for internet dating and by picky I mean psycho.
Randomize
