Courtney? Is that you? I have pictures of this very same night.
Donna and I are betting on whether or not you are going to cheat on your boyfriend tonight....I said you wouldnt do it.
You might as well just give her the money now.
I'm glad you trust me to be your sex stat keeper.
We enjoyed our moment of partial gayness together
The bartender was shocked when I took the mop bucket from him and told him I'd take care of my friends puke.
I don't even see the point of going over to his place dressed anymore.
I hope you fall on your chin.
Jealousy makes you ugly.
I just pictured ballsacks being shoveled into the furnace of the Titanic.
I just remembered that we had an in-depth conversation about how it was too stressful to wear pants.
I do not mind being torn from the first touches of sleep to see a man who looks like that
The last thing I remember is talking to the firefighter next to me and he was giving me fruit.
Omg in one week, two guys with their own names tattooed on their bodies had their tongues in my mouth. Self loathing shall commence now.
She slapped a big dramatic bandage on my arm and people started buying me drinks...I plan on wearing a full body cast tomorrow night.
never let me tell the bartender to cut me off, i basically told on myself
Do you remember standing up at 3 in the morning and asking me if I was counting to six?
Eventually the conversation shifted (as it always does) to Sex toys.
Randomize
