yeah my walk of shame consisted of driving on the wrong side of the road at 6am still drunk with cum drying in my hair and left eye.
We should probably avoid doing this again, but hey it was a nice one time thing to tell the grandkids about... Hopefully they don't end up being YOUR grandkids.
I'm doing laundry in pjs and heels, home alone with my margarita bucket.
Not only was there cake on the wall but someone shoved cake and meat in a cup and put it in the fridge.
The walk home from the bar is FAR more shameful in daylight.
Also, my drunkenly packed sleepover kit consisted of a singular sock, my uncharged laptop, and a pack of post-it notes.
hes supposed to be my fuck buddy. im not supposed to see him on his knees praying by my bed when i walk into my room.
I'm venturing to your corner of this sin house in t minus 2 minutes.
Wouldn't it be fantastic if the corporate world cared less about about our GPA and focused more on our mastery of social drunkenness?
i vomited out of my nose in three different houses so far, i will be back for my boots tomorrow
Again??? Now we can't ever fucking go there again STOP PEEING IN FOYERS
I have work in an hour and I'm having trouble with concepts such as 'staying upright' and 'staying conscious'. Tie me to your wrist next time we go out drinking,
She wouldn't eat a clam- if you blow a line pregnant you can eat a clam
Even after hearing me fuck his friend twice in one night, he still follows me around like a puppy.
So do you guys remember Danny from Tinder?
Sorry I only remember personality traits, not names.
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