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So, I woke up to an empty bottle of scotch and a dead car. The last thing I remember are the strippers being mad at me. Awesome night.
Feels good to be wearing underwear again though...
We named our party play list daddy issues
and she said "My body is an orphanage, I take everybody in"...
You tried to call the hospital and left a voicemail asking if you could be put on the liver transplant list as a "pre-caution"
Your last words were "i'm gonna motorboat the bartender." then you commenced with an attempted motorboat
Homecoming wouldn't be the same without all the drunk old people puking on the street.
She's lying on the sidewalk wailing that she is gonna die alone, with hundreds of strangers watching us, and also we lost Kate, . Please help me
but he gave me mouthwash after the bj. no ones ever done that for me before.
After you vomited on the patrol car, you thanked the officer for helping you up off the ground. I don't think you realized you were being arrested.
Every time I try to stand up the back of my head feels like a bunch of little elves are beating the inside of my scalp with their toy making tools. What disease could this be?
The ideal thing to do next party is to tape my boobs down so they don't knock over the pong cups while playing defense. They came back to hurt us this time
My dating life has become some fucked up hydra of dicks; you cut one off and two pop up in its place.
I can't feel my clothes. I'm convinced I'm naked
And then you told me I had large hands and looked like a girl who would have an illegitimate child that I never talked about
On a not really funny at all but kinda brighter note I've gotten really good at texting in hand cuffs
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