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well the night couldnt get much worse after she peed all over herself and the sidewalk.
How many vodka infused gummi bears count as 1 drink?
As usual, I had to fight him for his car keys. Though this time he made it to the valet garage. All the Hispanic attendants gathered around and watched. Felt like I was in a cock fight.
you started looking at my couch laughing and saying to it "she thinks I'm talking to you" then proceeded to laugh and talk to the couch some more.
It was pretty bad. Like cum-on-my-face-while-singing-Let-It-Snow bad.
My vagina can tell he is in a metal band. I dont know if I can sit down.
My judgement was not "clouded". My judgement was in the midst of a fucking hurricane or something ridiculous.
Also, putting laundry hampers on my head and pretending I'm an astronaut is a good way to get caught in every door frame in the house.
He said I went to go sit outside and is promised I wouldn't leave he brings me a chair and I'm gone. He found me stumbling a half mile away in my socks
I did the walk of shame wearing his scrubs. Fucking med school students is the way to go.
Drank a fosters this weekend and last weekend. Listening to down under 5 times a day. Spent 100 dollars on a sleeveless men at work shirt circa 1983. We don't leave for another 5 weeks. I call it pregaming.
Why is Kyle using one of my nieces as a blunt object to provoke and attack my other niece?
I want to celebrate with you...
There's nothing I'd like more than a celebratory "The guy I'm doing just found out he's not a baby daddy" dinner.
Carry on my wayward bro, there'll be beer when you get low. lay your neon tank to rest, dont you rage no more.
The fact that when I blacked in you were sober enough to kick me out of your roommates bed makes me question our friendship.
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