Drinking in an igloo changes everything.
I've realized that you're the only friend i can rely on to drink with me any given day. i thank you for that.
I found him in the livingroom trying to soak up broken glass with the clock from the kitchen.
tell that swedish kid i didnt take his shotgun. he GAVE it to me.
If I remember who won the superbowl tomorrow morning.. I think I'm just going to quit drinking. There really won't be a point anymore
I ended up on the roof were calling it a tie
Me either. I want to get 'chase a stray cat through the neighborhood in my hooker heels' drunk. And it's your birthday, so you have to get 'best friend holding your hair while you puke in the bar bathroom and cry about your life' drunk. In a feather boa.
I have a very hazy flashback of me making out with a guy in a seashell bra??! Can you confirm or deny
Kinda sad when you get home on a Sunday morning and the paper guy HAND DELIVERS the newspaper to you...,
Nothing like pulling a bottle of vodka out of your purse at 7am in the security line to make your fellow passengers uncomfortable...
You went down on Rachel in front me last night. Worst. Brother. Ever.
Just so you know my hand is still healing from where you drunkenly clawed me last Saturday
I immediately regret the tequila decision.
In the mean time, I'll continue to kick ass at running and become a successful stripper while he might hook up with one average looking girl he met at a club. I so win.
For real his Facebook page says he studied "sexual arts" at some random college I've never heard of. You've been warned.
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