Last night was epic. Hooked up with Emma Watson, found twenty bucks, and then passed out on my floor.
No you didn't. You drank unbelievable amounts of 151, passed out in someone else's bathroom, and we carried you back to your floor. Nice dreams though.
Apparently getting drunk, buying a guitar from your local costco and walking in to an open mic night is not the same as rocking out to guitar hero...
I looked at my arm when I woke up..I guess after 8 tally marks I said fuck it and wrote "too much"
Called Jeff last night and told him I wanted to have sex in the airport terminal. Blackout Brooke definitely came out last night.
Hey, I got 20% of the people home that I was responsible for. I can't be expected to do much more.
Setting up an obstacle course with ladders, hurdles, and a spring board to the pool. you down for drunk races through it later?
A guy in the dance floor is raising the roof with an axe in hand. I love Halloween.
I'm just more comfortable with the bondage
I encourage you to ignore feeling. Drinking more helps
You know it's been a rough week when you funnel beers by yourself.
There I was, puking into the toilet, and he was rubbing my feet, buck naked. I feel like a drunk Disney princess.
Stoned. Scared. Bring pool noodle and onion rings.
"He's not as cute as he was last week" and "I'm not as drunk as I was last week" are basically the same sentence.
She made me keep my boots on and say "you're welcome darlin" after every orgasm......so yes it was an awesome night.
I promised to leave my panties on but I didn't promise to not have sex
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