I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
i dont know whats so great about being respectable.
I don't care where my tongue is but i t's going to be in all the pictures.
the choice between paying your electricity bill and getting herpes medicine is a tough one.
I'll bring the barf blanket just in case.
the most drunk i have ever been? possibly. the most drunk i have ever been on a monday? definently.
Today my mom told me "that's what worries me about you getting blacked out drunk... You don't look pretty"
Don't count me out just yet. Considering bartering a blowjob to see if that boy from work will take my shift.
she just blew up the empty bag of wine and used it as a floatation device.
Come over, I want to eat cookie dough off your dick.
New justification for blow: drug week; 'how it's made'
The real reason I can't work: it's Tuesday. I get stoned and watch Buck Rodgers on Tuesday.
You yelled "I gave my neighbor some of my bitch sauce" and then passed out. You now have drinking limits with us.
You woke up, mumbled something about forgetting to lock the truck at work, slapped my ass, then passed out again...
She called and said she was waiting for me naked. I got there and she was in ratty sweats, sitting in Nick's lap, with divorce papers. Needless to say my night was shitty.
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