Dub. In the bra. Dub in the bra.
it felt like I walked into a Tool Academy challenge
it was like eating out sand paper
I cannot stress to you how much better your current situation is than listening to gay sex
We Started drinking at 8am and left the bar around 11pm....I hate ALL green things
He's having a heart to heart coversation with the keg about what he should do with his life.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
Yea you just drank all the Hookah water, then started talking gibberish about the Kool Aid you just drank.
All I remember is passing out with an umbrella over my head and waking up screaming bad luck for seven years
He fucks like those drill things that you see when you think of texas
Security deposit gone.
burned down garage with fireworks.
I woke up on a boat next to an extremely attractive man wearing nothing but a life jacket. Neither one of us owns a boat...
You threw up a gallon of vomit. I really have never seen anything like it in my decade of partying.
I mean seriously there comes a time when you just need to take a crap in peace. Until he figures that out he can stay the hell outta my place.
My hangover didn't kick in until like 4pm so I found myself puking in the middle of Times Square. During rush hour. In a three piece suit. A spongebob came by and patted me on the back.
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