Today at work while talking to my co-worker we both realized at the same time that last year I had a one night stand with his roommate and he was in the living room drinking coffee when I did the walk of shame. YAY.
I was rubbing the clit just like wikipedia told me to.
Wednesday. Otherwise known, to you at least, as "there are two gay men in my bed" day.
Standing on the street at 6am in Hong Kong drinking beer. Watching all the hookers do the walk of shame from our hotel. How did I get here? Maybe all my bad choices in my life were really good ones?
So yeah you need to stop having near death experiences at McDonalds.
I've woken up in some weird places in my lifetime, but never in a tent in my own garage.
Just saw someone tackle someone else to the ground for their coors light; he's not getting back up.
Yea, now that Irene is hitting us stores aren't selling any alcohol; beer is now a precious commodity.
Joe decreed the livingroom and the hallway up to the burn mark his kingdom. I think this is the point of 'stage an intervention'
We're drinking vodka. Wine is for people who have to wake up in the morning.
nobody understands how my tooth became embedded in the ceiling last night.
I'm surprised I haven't crapped out a leprechaun, I'm so hungover
Hey.. there are 2 people i've never met before spooning in the bathtub. Please elaborate on what went down last night.
Shooting a bottle rocket from my penis was entirely justified. Twenty bucks is twenty buck no matter how you look at it
how am i in montreal? thats like a 3 hour train ride. i remember nothing.
I've been getting a lot of emails from patron lately for being a great customer. Is that awesome, or should I start thinking about seeking help?
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