Next sat night Titanic party. Bring your floaties, trashy necklaces, and a large lung capacity. This ship is going downnnnnnn.
She has either a C-Section scar or a bullet wound, I can't quite tell
his name is devion and he has a voice like velvet and handcuffs
I feel a five day drunk coming on.
how is telling me how long you drunkenly fucked someone supposed to make me miss you?
i cant wait to be back in my element of drunk, on a barstool, ive missed home
Well, I'm at the grocery store wondering whether I exist or not.
it's not like this is the first time she's brought a guy home and I'm the one who hooks up with him
Ummmmm okay let's be incredibly straightforward. Hi there. My bed's at half capacity this evening. How'd you like to fill it up?
If you have a glass table... Put it up. I don't wanna hurt myself again, I just got my stitches out...
Guess which frat house I just walked out of! And on a related note... guess who's uncircumsized
Oh, and she's that dumb bitch that goes out in public in full make up and sweats with uggs. I hope she falls face first in a bowl of queso and drowns
His words said "save me", but his penis said "I'll take my chances"
i still can't believe we survived that barcrawl. the third bar had bullet holes and we still went in.