Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
I'm jealous of your bromance
I think I am morally bankrupt
I woke up wearing a cow costume. I'm not even gonna try to recall what happened last night.
I guess I tried to spit on a homeless man on the walk home...Out. Of.Hand.
Theres a fat guy wearing a speedo. Someone just got puked on, and didnt even react. Whats happening?
The thing is you're all "holy crap this isn't nearly as bad as I thought pissing on my own face would be."
come find me. Outside the bar we were just in waving my syringe in the air
I feel like an ass. I'm not blacking out ever again. I want to clean your feet for a year. Just like Jesus did.
I could not actually bring myself to utter the phrase "donkey cock" in front of my father. Not possible.
I have a boner in one of my pics with her which no one noticed.
Nah. After about 5 shots he decided he needed to clean the gutters. We're headed to the hospital now so meet us there.
Best case scenario I do a bunch of dirty things to you, blow your mind and you enjoy it. Worst case I stare at you, poke at you, smile and droll on myself, you laugh.
In fairness you've introduced me to a lot of people I've only met once, for like 5 seconds, while drunk
If me saying "come f***k me now" is talking, then yes.
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