i just turned barefoot contessa into a drinking game. everytime she uses a knife butter or salt i drink.
Sam Adams makes it so easy to keep track of the seasons.
tonight, alcohol would be proud of us
No vaginas are yucky and I don't think you're old enough to handle one yet
The best part was her genuine shock and total "I didn't know" look when we said she couldn't cook a steak in a microwave.
One person in the car. Three blizzards. Alot of judging.
Just looking for some anal play. An attempting to read atonement. The highbrow/lowbrow divide is striking.
After Sake bombs he tried to puke into an alluminum beer bottle and shot vomit streaks in a perfect V out the sides of his mouth and hit BOTH girls he had bought drinks for that night. He was like an Icon of Cock-blocking yourself.
I remember seeing LSAT prep books and thinking "Whose room is this? I should be hooking up with them instead."
dude. i just ate tomato soup with a funnel. we're out of spoon-straws.
She wasn't to happy when she went to put her shirt on and it was covered in cum I just looked at her and said collateral damage....
I left myself a trail of jello shots, that ended at his door. OR maybe he left me a trail of jello shots at his door. DO I GO IN!?
You need to be full form and virile tomorrow so I can live vicariously through your rub and tug.
The only person more miserably hungover from the party is the dog, and that's because he ate some balloons
Just so you know in the morning, yes you did send your bartender a snap of your boobs. No I didn't try to stop you because you used sound logic for doing so.
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