Yeah I guess I was Pocahontus. If she were a trifling drunk who hung out in her undies, with possible brain damage.
"Tuesday" and "open-bar" shouldn't be used in the same sentence.
I almost puked on my graduation application. perfect.
Coming out of the blackout mid beej was nice. Seeing her face was not.
did she really put a helmet on, try to make a hole in the wall then pass out on the floor ten minutes later? if thats true ill be there in 15
Oh god I may vomit into the teacup of debauchery.
Who wants vodka and apple sauce
I never thought I would be having sex behind a shower curtain that wasn't in a bathroom.
just woke up under a car ? That's odd
Holy fucking shit
WAIT BUT IM WEARING A BACKPACK THAT MAGICALLY HAS 30 BEERS IN IT
So apparently we wrote "Lube Shopping" in Paula's diary on every friday for the rest on the year....
I'm dying. The alcohol is viciously exiting my tiny body.
Never drinking again. Maybe, if our boss gave us more 3-day weekends we would know how to handle ourselves. That was a shit show.
You know you've been having sex for 9 months when you do Rock Paper Scissors for who has to go on top
He told me that after two hours of fucking he feels as though his dick wants to detach from his body and go to Mexico..
One day he'll find out I do drugs and stop talking to me.
What will you do then?
Drugs, probably.
Randomize
