How is it? Sketchville?
cheap drinks and peanuts cancel out any form of sketchiness
Of course I fucked him. He's a professional beat boxer, his entire job is to do complicated shit with his tongue.
Liz is crying about burritos again.
I think it would be reallllly cool if you took your best friend to work so she doesnt have to have an awkward cab ride with the driver she drunkenly made out with last night ...
okay have fun. but Under NO circumstances ever attempt to outdrink the german exchange student. no matter how badly you want to blow him. just don't.
THE PRUIS IN YOUR DRIVEWAY IS NOT YOURS
I accidentally borrowed your spare keys a while ago...i just tried them...that, my friend, is not your car.
I am just going to stick my boobs out and hope for the best
Come to wood. Julia is putting pants on. We must stop her.
Trimming my pubes at 1 AM, drunk, listening to Stevie Ray Vaughn. What has become of me.
Jesus christ stop updating me about every aspect of your life.
You Just stopped dancing, looked at me and said "I'm gonna make it rain" Then shook the open box of crunch berries everywhere.
Long story short I'm making an I'm sorry card for a girl I dont remember having sex with
I made him an O's fan. One pic of my tits coming out of a Baltimore shirt and it was done.
This isn't fair. Why can't sober me be good at bejeweled?
I vaguely remember taking a yard light, holding it up like the statue of liberty, and all of us at the party chanting the national anthem. What a glorious night