The dutch village is so much worse hungover. Fuck them and their wooden shoes.
I left when they started reinacting what appeared to be a jerry springer episode
The only good thing about trampolines when you're fucked up is the gushing blood really cleans all the bad coke out of your nose.
We should probably avoid doing this again, but hey it was a nice one time thing to tell the grandkids about... Hopefully they don't end up being YOUR grandkids.
She started to rub her ass on my shoulder and i instantly thought "i am going to get E. Coli"
By the way, thank you for feeding me fries when I was sitting on the floor.
I asked him if his doormat had a name, then proceeded to sit on it for the next 30 minutes while signing that magic carpet ride song from aladdin.
There's a good chance a guy sucked off my right earring last night
I blew him while watching the aristocats. There were singing cats in the background. I think he he hummed along at one point.
Well we did eat French fries lady-and-the-tramp style last night...
we fucked and then he hand fed me a hot pocket
She was screaming and crying about how she couldn't find her middle finger. Then, she threw her body on to the pavement. Thats the last time we buy a freshmen a handle.
As a BFF it is your duty to answer when I drunk call you at 3 in the morning because I couldn't find a knife to cut that cake. I finally found one, fell asleep with it and the cake in bed. K thanks bye.
so i put my jacket on last night that you wore last weekend, and reach inside the pockets and find them full of goldfish...
the snack that smiles back:)
I'm noticing I drink less and do fewer lines when I do both together.
Now that's what I call smart money management.
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