Something clean will definitely be barfed on tomorrow.
I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
He threw up over the balcony and blamed it on an invisible garden gnome.
I'd call her a cunt, but she dooesn't seem to have the depth or warmth.
i did make 45 jello shots and that makes me feel more productive then any paper would
My favorite part was walking in the bathroom, you fixing yourself in the mirror, calling your reflection a fag, then throwing a haymaker into the paper towel dispenser before going back out to the bar.
I've banged too many servicemen's wives to still be considered an American.
I'm pregaming for my hair cut. Working two jobs definately taught me how to use my time wisely...
We have 10 gallons of home brew. And james has an amazonian blow dart weapon that sticks in bags and the wall. Come over
I think I may have walked up to her while she was with her friends and asked for a "do over".
It's not that I even wanna fuck these guys anymore, just cuddle that's all. My conscience has never been so proud.
I'm not gonna lie. I'm a little scared.
Good. The Jell-O shots look great.
Only time and a comprehensive case study of all of your relationships will tell.
Got out of the uber to projectile vomit in the McDonald's drive thru. Gonna take a break from the Cuervo for a while.
The drive thru lady at McDonald's asked how I was and I responded by opening the car door and throwing up all over the drive thru lane. Happy Sunday.
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