You don't need id to drink rum in an alley.
You keep asking me questions like I have this magical thing called a memory
And Anthony pissed on himself at the strip club
He grabbed every salt shaker in the apartment and we haven't seen him since. He really really doesn't want to shovel snow anymore.
She was really fucking loud. My neighbors definetly knew my name...
It's never too late to be topless.
We're sitting in his room writing songs about America. There's a verse about a dead dog. There's tequila everywhere.
some chick tossed a drink in your face at the bar last night. your mouth was opened so i think you ended up swallowing at least half of it. good job.
Being at this stripclub only reinforces how single I am. And I was *just* becoming okay with that.
It's official. Those are now your come fuck me flipflops
In light of this week's heat-wave, we are having a house vote tonight on the temporary suspension of the "no smoking indoors" clause. Please bring your voting cards to the living room at 6:30pm
Point of Clarification: by "voting card" we mean a full beer and/or shots
I walked into Anna's room this morning and she was like teary eyed, with pizza sauce all over the place
I peed outside 4 times after the bar, safe to say I had great night
I swear he is my soulmate. He kept feeding me goldfish while we were fucking. Who wouldn't enjoy that while having sex.
what are you up to?
it's 8pm, i've already showered and gotten in bed. if you wanted to make plans u should have asked 3 months in advance
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