I hate it when she philosophizes drunkenly on my kitchen counter. not even sober do i understand latin.
the last thing i remember is ordering pitchers of white russians....
I'm pretty sure last night was the first time I've seen someone drink beer-soaked paper towels. Ever.
I feel like I just gave a blowjob to a freight train.
I was barred out and drunk as fuck locked out at 3am in my Indian costume. It was literally freezing outside. I laid down on the concrete and made a bonfire with dry leaves. Then proceeded to ask.the.bonfire nicely to "please dont go out". Drunk me went strait up survival mode.
Well then sir I'll probably see you tomorrow after my class and at 3 with your clothes off. Sounds like a solid way to start the weekend to me
We can do this. We've been drunk at a gay bar, we will not be taken down by a Tuesday.
There is always the bar, but 2 30 on a Tuesday just screams alcoholism
We're like a dynamic duo.
Bisexual and Proud, Lesbian and Loud.
I am disappointed by everyone's lack of ability to dance on a stripper pole:(
It was a shot marathon. It only ended because we werent drinking in our house apparently we walked into the nieghbors. When they got home thy were soooooo pissed.
I just want a boyfriend who will have sex to Disney Pandora.
His girlfriend left him for the pizza guy. I am not fucking kidding.
I just used my sisters cheerleading plaque and a children's book to crush up painkillers to snort. Happy Friday
There are only a few things more freaky than wandering around a zoo drunk.
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