dont you remember the bouncer yelling at you while you were trying to piss?
no. why was the bouncer in the bathroom?
he wasn't. neither were you.
my debit card account is gonna say movie, movie, ice cream, movie, cheese fries, get a fucking life, movie
I may do that, fyi I'm even more sore than I was yesterday. It's like the ghost of your dick is still inside me.
i drunkenly decided i was going to take down all the male cheerleaders, gay or not. 1 down about 10 more to go.
hey, haven't seen your testicles in a while...you 3 still alive?
drunk taco night MLK would want it this way.
whatever. as long as im no longer referred to as the girl who fucked the pledge on his big brother's couch.
i think maybe i'll just not watch it. i'd rather not think of you as a magical transforming set of dick holes.
What the fuck could you be doing in that room to make her yell "Beginners Luck!" over and over again?
You kept saying you we're gonna puke and wanted to steal my pants
That does not explain the remnants of a small fire in my bathtub.
She needs sedatives and a leash
Don't even start with me. You know damn well if you walked into a bathroom with two girls naked in the shower you would stay too. Regardless how drunk I was or whether or not you were my ride.
Blow job season was short but glorious.
Pretty good. Thinking about getting day drunk and filling out job applications so I don't hate myself as much
Act your age.
I am. I'm acting like a drunk 20 year old.
Randomize
