RIP Summer 2010. God knows it had to be one of us..
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
just remembered spooning on the cardboard and confessing to each other we had the spins.
A total of 95 cents was stuck to my ass the next morning.
the japanese bartender dressed as a cowboy in assless chaps just told me i was too drunk for another shot
I thought it was a drawer and tried to pull it out and it wasnt a drawer it was the police call button. I hate everything.
I normally need adult supervision or a babysitter, but I refuse to let someone keep me from making irresponsible and wrong decisions at the bar on my last bday ill ever have in texas
forgot to tell you your neighbor walked out of her house this morning just as I was leaving shirtless
I mean. I'm excited for the Seahawks too. I just love nachos.
Drunk me is basically the Oprah of nudes. Everyone gets one.
Okay, maybe filling water balloons with vodka was not our best idea.
You thought her boot was a stray dog in your house..
Well I just woke up to no pants, Gatorade on the headboard along with an uneaten steak, and the instinct I was a giant asshole.
WE JUST PASSED A FUCKING SPACE SHIP! NOT JOKING! A REAL FUCKING SPACE SHIP! THIS IS NOT THE DRUGS! SPACE! SHIP!
Good morning 7am walk of shame. It's been awhile.
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