you looked like a weeble wobble. everytime we thought you were going to fall you bounced back up...you're an amazing drunk
You were face down, at your computer, surrounded by beer bottles listening a bagpipes version of amazing grace.
This is the 4 year anniversary of the last time I shit my pants. Let's get drunk...
Theres a dude at this concert at the urinal double fisting beers, taking drinks from both while simultaneously pissing euerywhere. He is my hero
You got off, kissed my dick and whispered "stay hard" to it, puked and then got right back on top of me like nothing happened...
On a toatally unrelated note, I see music in my hair
I'm the one on the patio wearing underwear. Holding a pipe. Pigtail and glasses. Can't miss me.
WHAT IF I SAT OUTSIDE AND STARTED SCREAMING THE LYRICS TO O CANADA WOULD THAT FIX IT
PLEASE DON'T
I am so sorry. Not sure for what, but whatever I did last night probably merits an apology, so I'm covering my bases.
Beer. Pizza. Seething Rage. I will be full of two of these things tonight. You get to decide which two.
And remember people can't hear you kick ass in space
i just remember that i was on top of him and he wasnt contributing to the event much.. god i hope he wasnt asleap.
Not sure she's stomping around my apartment muttering incoherently about wanting to speak to the colonel
Would you say that skipping class and sitting alone in my room singing One Direction to myself and sobbing is an acceptable way to deal with the break-up
Just boned her on my desk. on top of my term paper. take that professor dipshit
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