You dropped me off at the wrong girl's house.
There's no such thing as a "wrong girl" make it happen.
alright see you in the morning.
I should just throw a hundred dollar bill into the wind and walk away... save myself the hangover.
some girl in front of me in class just googled "hungover+throwing up blood"
who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
I'm pretty sure my penis yawned halfway through. That loose.
she works at a police station now. i think thats the definition of keeping your enemies closer.
ya, but you'll graduate college with a higher education. I'm looking at at least two addictions, an abortion, and a few weeks jail time.
I wish I could attach your penis to someone I like more than you.
Everything smells like beer. Everything. But I cant drag myself out of bed to take a shower. So beer it is.
sick fucks of a feather flock together
Ya well here is the deal with last night, it was the Biggest shit show we have ever co-stared in.
I threw up on my way to work while listening to "the good times are killing me". this award goes to modest mouse for creating the most poetic puke ever
It's a sit down to pee kind of hangover
Last time I "ran into him" I ended up with the clap and had to explain why the ladder was missing from the garage.
The economy isn’t reopen until I can get drunk and motorboat fake tits at lunch on a Wednesday
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