I got chris browned last night
This morning my doorman told me it was an accomplishment for me to be standing and conscious after last night.
Too long to explain. Basically I started an electircal fire. No one was hurt except for a box of cereal near the outlet.
I take that as "no I'm not driving you to the bar in a blizzard"
Hands down the most disgusting picture message ever received. Thank you.
im here for your entertainment
no more heavy drinking durning the lady that cleans the office told me i have to emtpy my own thrash if i puke in it
I wish I could like. Pull my liver out, and put it in the corner of a boxing ring, put a towel and ice on it, rub it's shoulders, and tell it to "get back in there, you got this!".
i didnt have any regrets until i found out he was a freshman.... and the only reason he got into yale was because of soccer... and he wasnt premed.
The problem is drunk me is completely unaware how poor I am
spring break - time to see if my two week detoxing gave my liver a chance to recover.
She told me her last name, which as you know is my #1 turn-off.
No one parties "Full Karen". She once broke a couple up at the bar, ate the girl out in the bathroom and took the guy home.
From what I remember I had fun, until I threw up, and lost my shoes..
i showed up really high and was trying to not be,so in order to not seem high, i got plastered
I woke up with what has to be a whole pack of smarties loose in my bra. Was that your fault?
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