The walk of shame is slightly more complicated when you wake up in the wrong country...
i may or may not be dressed up as my farmville farmer. gonna harvest some ladiesss tonight!!!
woke up with withdrawal cold sweats this morning. spring break must really be over.
This is so fucking sad. Netherlands isn't even a real country.
note to self, drunkenly bedazzeling the silverware was a stupid fucking idea
Kegger tonight. 10pm. $5 coverfor unlimited booze. Proceeds benefit nuns from Uganda. Bring friends. No shit.
Crashed the mayor's bday party, no list for some reason. Wore suits. Ludacris was there.
i love you man. i hope we fuck some serious shit up this summer.
This holiday season is going to be rough between people coming home for the holidays and the already regulars on my list I might have to clone my vagina to make sure I get everyone for all they are worth
Friends don't brand friends with cigars. It's not how it works.
Did we pole dance in front of my boss last night or was it just me?
Also did I tell you guys about the time that I balled for like an hour at a frat and made them play wagon wheel and then cleaned their bathroom
Some guy just walked past the bus stop in a lab coat and with a samurai sword and case...
I'm assuming you were here at some stage because I woke up alone, clean and in a towel with mum asking my why my shoes, dress and jewellery were in the bottom of the shower.
I don't know why this person would ask for help. It sounds pretty OK to me. Also, I'd steal those bagpipes.
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