Come over! I've just turned Titanic into a drinking game. I drink every time I want to fuck Leonardo DiCaprio.
i'm using my hot pot to make jello shots in a muffin tin. i'm never ever graduating.
It's like playing clue with my own life. I have to piece together what I did, where I was, how I did it, and who I did it to
yeah, we figured out that passing a joint between cars was a pretty bad idea
definitely not taking the whole return culture shock so well...drinking a 100 proof rootbeer vodka float out of a german beer mass
I had to jump out of her car while it was moving enough said
The usual, im laying out. Ipod on shuffle, Large spray bottle to cool myself of and a smaller one filled with chilled vodka. I can spray the vodka right in my mouth without even opening my eyes. THIS IS LIVING....
The second time he came it projectile shot in my ear
We were in a spooning position and it shot all the way up. He was like sorry. Physics.
Sorry, I was watching the Olympic story about the Canadian guy and drinking out of the prescription bottle and crying because it was so beautiful.
So last night I turned down multiple drinks because "I didn't want to hold them". It's time reevaluate my decisions
Her weave came out on the dance floor. She was twerking and shaking one minute and her hair flew across the dance floor the next. Great way to be introduced to the family
I'm just the girl with the breathalyzer keychain, and I embrace that.
You seem to be avoiding the poop question. How did you poop on your hand?
See and now you're talking. I am like the fairy godmother of hook ups.
Do you have any idea how awkward it was to type ‘dog twerking’ into google search? Because I don’t think you do.
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