final count. 18 beers. 4 shots baileys. 2 shots vodka. 1 glass champagne. vomited in the yard after losing my phone in a field for 8 hours. Possibly played tag with myself
Not just anyone can homewreck on three continents simultaneously
you are my hero
Everything smells like syrup. But I guess that's better than last time when everything smelled like beer.
she insisted that i refer to her boobs by name.
Once you realized you couldn't finish the 30 you started walking down the street and leaving a beer in everyone's mailbox
Found her in the closet eating mayo out of the jar with a knife
Am I allowed to say that I would really enjoy blowing you again? Or does that fall into the "nothing changes between us" catagory?
eta to your mouth 5 minutes
WE'RE FINALLY ADMITTING THAT WE DESPERATELY WANT TO SCREW EACH OTHER. THIS IS WHAT PROGRESS FEELS
Last thing I remember clearly was, "ok, but if we're are gonna get drunk before class, there's no half-doing this"
Walking in on a gay threesome, with a girl in the corner watching and taking vid is a reason to not only knock, but to never go to Savannah.
Another development in my life...I think I pulled a muscle in my neck from vomiting this weekend.
Got to work this morning and thought... Did I really dance on that pole last night
Did you send me a cake saying 'Happy 1st One-Night Stand Ever'?
We fucked. Had a political debate. I won. So I sat on his face.
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