Do you remember getting into a Delorean last night?
But i just feel like he will pull it out and ill panic. I mean its fairly basic. Up and down. But i feel like ill just freak out.
I just threw up, I'm either bulemic or pregnant, and I'm now accepting bets on which it is
what has two thumbs and is going to bang you boss on monday?
can we change the rule from "no one is ugly after 2 am" to 1130 so i can justify last night
isnt this the same guy you hooked up with on his birthday and he then asked, "you were at me birthday?" the next time you were together?
I feel like god wrote up a contract of my life, and i just signed off on that shit without reading the fine print.
it wasnt even considered partying. it was like "ok, who can get the most shitfaced and not pass out"
Please don't smoke the bong in the bathroom while you shit. It is not a shitting bong.
woke up in your bed at 6 AM. on my way home I passed Nathan, bloody, barefoot, and still in a toga. He told me he woke up in a ditch then kept repeating "I'm totally bringing this up at meeting tomorrow". I'm proud of your frat today
For sure. I'm slow cooking a 6 pound pork shoulder wrapped in bacon. If that doesn't scream "guys I'm going into culinary arts lets get drunk" I'm not sure what does.
I need to go back to work. I've had so much sex since the shutdown started. last night we tried and a little flag came out saying "nothing is left in here try a week later"
Honestly and this might sound scary... But I want to get high and play with weapons
Still drunk on my morning "run" which has turned into a walk. Just burped fireball
ill give you some hints: blood, carnival, fog machine, happy meal.
Randomize
