we usually just have an Easter beer hunt and never end up at church anyways
Right when I walked into the party my boyfriend stood up and yelled, "HEY TITS, GET ME A BEER!"
I was. I was trying to blow bubbles in the toilet after I threw up in it. They had to carry me everywhere. I lost a sock.
It snowed today. The whore-inducing weather is official over.
She forced me to throw up so it would "rejuvenate" me. It worked and then we took six more shots and did a keg stand. You know what I call that? Friendship.
We're friends. And when I drunkenly send u a pic of my left testicle i would appreciate a response.
The ticket read "Found nude in a tree"