haha you were so trashed that you deleted all of your christian music from itunes and kept saying"c-ya God, nice knowin ya"
Literally 6000 elephants in my backyard.
I kept pulling the $1 bills off the stage and told everyone "no no no she has to work for this money"
btw good call for not making out for a pitcher of vodka, this hangover is bad enough
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
With the amount of g's you put on going I'm gonna guess you're drinking alone again
I feel like god wrote up a contract of my life, and i just signed off on that shit without reading the fine print.
Prepare for tons of dick. I mean dick by the bucket loads. Waterfalls if cock.
Hey, it's Thrasher! From the hospital!
i should probably stop thinking with my vagina, and start using that $70, 000 education i can't afford. what the fuck.
I need something for rope burns and an inner ear infection. Separate incidents, FYI..
Ur wingman ability is causing serious doubt
Ok first off its WAY easier if you are actually here
Meanwhile I'm googling glory holes in Vegas
I can only get day drunk because of my medicine now, so... There's that
mate iv just woke up in the garden. either help me inside or bring out my vodka
Randomize
