So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
you texted me last night and told me you couldn't find the toilet.
That explains the puddle of pee in my closet.
I went to his work to give him some blankets and ended up blowing him in the bathroom. See what happens when you don't come over?
She went into the basement and sang to my cat for three hours....she actually has a beautiful voice....
No that's sign language, not a drinking game. I tried to join
Okay, quick math test. If our entire group can do at least 6 shots a night, how much alcohol will be needed to keep us shit faced for the rest of the week? This is for a grade. Anddd, go.
So I love how we keep introducing our friends to sex toys. It's like pay it forward vibrator edition.
Why on earth is he slamming his body into the wall again?
I'm unsure as to how you were able to snapchat me with your hands duck taped to beer, but I appreciated it nonetheless.
I'm home alone drinking wine, so high, scrubbing my house down... This is what my thirsty thursday has become
Fucking that physical therapist guy was the best decision I ever made.
HOW DO YOU FORGET TO FINISH WINE
So I told him "To answer your question yes I am naked making pizza pops in your kitchen"
The taste of regret at 8am, yup that taste is Jack Daniel's
Don't worry about us we're making Mac and cheese
MAC AND CHEESE ABORTED, WE HAD FIRE
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