yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
And then he came out of the bathroom in a kimono
You know that it's no longer pregaming if you don't go anywhere, right? That's just drinking alone.
You seriously don't know?He was trying to arrest you and you were shouting that you were being punk'd. Punk'd? that show got cancelled like 5 years ago.
Get your penis over here NOW. emergency
He should be castrated
Nah he might accidentally come while they're cutting it off. Wouldn't be fair to the surgeons
I was mid-sentence and you stopped me and said, "Yeah.. for my vaginas sake, I'm gonna need you to stop talking right now."
You sprinted into the side of a parked car
jen just told me ur idea of revenge was saluting while letting his bong float away while attached to some balloons.
Dad stumbling and puking in the White Castle parking lot = Father's Day success
Yes I am wallowing. There is a significant lack of cookie dough
Few clarical questions about last night: 1. How did we get home? 2. Am I wearing your underwear? 3. Where is Andrea? 4. Guy with nose ring last night hot?
1. You tried hitch hiking "like a pro" and flashed cars while sticking out your thumb until I called Michael. 2. I don't know but probably. 3. Who is Andrea? 4. Hot.
Not even a manhunt keeps my brother and his friends from the bars
Just so you know, I choose to answer your bootytext tonight because it was the most creative.
Guess how much it costs to flush your pants down the toilet?
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