even through the webcam i could tell he was aiming for my face/hair
home. puking in laundry basket.
State Street has never looked so beautiful than during my walk of shame.
you don't remember? you called me at 330 crying because you were in the middle of having sex with corey and forgot his name. all you kept saying was i'm a drunk bitch.
And there are taco shells on the ceiling fan
At this point, I really just need a sign in sheet for my vagina.
Apparently the cops have a video of me singing bob seger "Night moves".
Hung over does not do it justice. I am hung like a horse over. I am hungover and over and over. I am hung, drawn and quartered fucking over. They just told me I can't keep my sunglasses on in the office. Fuck drinking with you people.
How drunk are u on a scale of one to couldn't get it up if u had a gun at ur head?
he said verbatim, he wants to "bang you hard".
Whiskey and I have a long and stories tradition of excellence
Everyone at work loved my story about sobering up in a river with no bra on.
Beer and tomahawks! Not gonna end well!
Nothing says besties like laying naked in bed hungover arguing over who is getting the pants
We grabbed as many adult diapers as we could and made a run for it.
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