She walked in the room and sighed really loudly fishing for attention. but I didn't bite cuz I don't give a fuck what's wrong with her.
We turned everything surrounding BP and the oil leak into a "that's what she said" drinking game. We've been drunk for a month
I'm having post traumatic stress flashbacks of last night. That big. Don't know whether to call him again or change my name...
I HATE DRINKING WITH JUST GIRLS, ITS 1030 THEYRE ALL HAMMERED AND TALKING ABOUT HOW AWESOME THEIR SHOES ARE!!!!!!!
I just remembered our "im drunk enough to look at your vagina" conversation. Is that offer still valid? I really think I need a second opinion
I was the last girl at the bar last night. It was like a battle royale between 10 guys.
The guy in the next stall screamed courtesy flush and then puked. Bless you Vegas
she gave me her number. found out it was already stored in my phone as "bathroom blowjob"
I wish we couldve been like jesus and the desiples tongith
She came to class yesterday wearing a shirt saying Maybe Partying Will Help. Showed up to class today and puked three times.
"I'm in the bathroom. Only place I can sit and relax without that girl trying to give me a lap dance."
Let's go dancing. I wanna sprain an ankle. And a labia. My labia or yours. I'm not picky.
our relationship was basically a one night stand, with a three week long, morning after
I am not getting you a goat.
Fair enough. I am not going out with you. The goat was not negotiable.
I've officially slept through a hurricane, a tornado and had sex during an earthquake. I'm surviving.
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