Working on an important paper into the wee hours of the morning, and every time I type the word "situation," I can't help but think of effing Jersey Shore. Those guidos are now ruining my academic life.
I dont think that drinking by ourselves on a saturday night counts as being "fun alcoholics"
smelt my brothers hands when he got home to see if he lied about smoking again...he didn't lie but i definitely didn't expect to smell some other girls vagina.
All I remember is holding on to the elevator asking it politely to stop spinning
My motherly instincts are overcoming my slutty ones
I don't appreciate the fact that you tagged me as a giant bucket Miracle Whip.
Sometimes I hate my life and then I remember I live in the WORLD CAPITAL OF RUM
You just stood up, raised your glass and said, "I'd like to thank the academy" then fell through a glass table. THAT'S why we cut you off.
I picked up a guy that night wearing a onesie. I kicked Xmas' ass
No I just rolled on the floor giggling. I think that's the equivalent to a post sex victory dance.
Drinking Fireball means never having to say you're sorry. Unless its at you're arraignment.
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
Today in French class my teacher was singing "what does the fox say" so i started answering in similar satanic ritual noises
but I'm still not sure how you became more and more fluent in Spanish the drunker you got
she hand cuffed me to the bed naked, jumped off the dresser naked, hit her head on the fan and knocked herself out. when her mom came home i had to call her for help, she could have died man...
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