Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
As your boss, I feel obligated to tell you that turning our management meeting into a kegger may just be the best idea you've given me yet.
Does he know anything about your personal life besides what you look like without clothes on?
3 things. 1. is this real life 2. my liver hates me 3. keg race tonight
The polaroid of me taking a test-tube of Jegar out of the gay guys mouth pretty much explains my trip to Spain.
Dude I walked 1.4 miles through the hotel wearing a cowboy hat, pink topped boots, gucci shades, and a scarf and met my parents in the hallway at 7 am how is this not a good start to Vegas?
Occasionally I curse my inner 15 year old when I'm fulfilling their dreams as a slut, but I roll with it.
Woke up on the stairs at my parents house. Good start to vacation.
I just used a baby fork as a roach clip. I am totally the cool aunt.
I JUST MADE OUT WITH A BRITISH SOCCER PLAYER. LONG LIVE THE QUEEN. GOD BLESS THAT COUNTRY.
One last thing: he lists glow sticks and tacos as things he can't live without. How would we not be friends??
Congrats! Its a fuck boy!
I felt like I needed to shower with a Mr. Clean Magic Eraser.
He just chose domino's over sex. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
If I ever drink whiskey again make sure I don't eat the plastic cups that I'm drinking them from.
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