By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
I dont think that drinking by ourselves on a saturday night counts as being "fun alcoholics"
Interesting preview of what next year will be like. Side note, missing a chunk of flesh from my middle finger.
You fell asleep leaning on my shoulder at the bar
As one final fuck you to the courthouse i'm paying the rest of this ticket with sacajawea coins.
Nothing like a 3am firealarm to kick a booty call out...
If you hear screaming in the middle of the night, bat got loose. Call poison control immediately and explain rabies
Dont forget the glove box taco bell stash i saved for drunk us.
AND BY FEELINGS I MEAN VODKA
his version of basketball was throwing hot sauce packets down my cleavage at taco bell at 2 am with his buddy.the cashier kept score
Remember when you walked in on me sleeping INSIDE a pillowcase?
I just found a piece of squished oatmeal cream pie in my armpit. So very sad.
He made me a flamingo drink and now I don't know why things are the way they are.
At one point I had two blunts in my hand and had no idea where they came from.
Soooooooo high. David tried to rinse the water droplets out of the sink for 5 minutes
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