well, atleast the road to alcoholism is fun.
I know I'm not learning anything when I can't even spell the name of the class I'm taking
I just almost got out my car and drop kicked this one chick over parking. Welcome to the first day of spring semester.
I'm drinking Dom Perignon from the bottle with a straw just to piss of some french dude.
I do have sympathy for you. It's just not going to manifest as a blow job.
I feel like a fucking princess. Like an heiress of a kingdom of drugs.
Think of where it's been though. That Dr. Suess book, "Oh the Places You'll go" was written for his penis.
He's used the term "balls deep" 3 times in the first hour. Thanks a lot, Plenty of Fish.
How did "late lunch" turn into 8 solid hours of drinking??? I feel like death.
Neither a grow-er nor a show-er. More like a no-er. If he didn't have testicles, I'm not sure you could tell he was a male, even standing there naked. There will be no second date.
I'm not dealing with this wiskey dick shit, 2016 is the year of hard dicks
I want to start a guest book for my bed room so when dudes leave they can write a review
so after 3 days of looking i found the keg...looks like somebody tried burying behind the garage
So she said she could really go for a cheeseburger and I remembered I had one in my pocket. No idea where it came from.
Remember when we thought adulthood would be different than college?
It is different. We had hopes and dreams back then. Now we're just alcoholics.
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