i just went dwnstairs and there are 5 guys without their shirts on hugging each other. i think i should leave now
no, its his 'welcome back from rehab' party.
Puked in a cab. Passed out on my floor an my mom put a blanket over me. Home by 1045. I won shitshow trophy last night.
he turned the pretty ricky playlist on. its about to go down.
Those motion detector trash cans don't work fast enough to catch puke.
The panties match.
I'll be right there.
I know this request is pointless but you two please try to keep the drinking and drug use to a minimal, I have bail money so write my number on your arm and a "if found call", wear a life jacket and act like a responsible 28 year old please.
My Grandma made me promise not to drink more beer, so I'm chugging wine.
All I know is she walked in crying with a bag of limes and a bottle of tequila and has been locked in her room blasting lil wayne ever since.
The worst part about getting "creative" and by that i mean baked is that i just wanna get laid right now and all im doing is eating nachos
I hope you enjoy this collage I made of you and me getting fucked up together
I walked in describing her boobs thinking I was talking to you only to hear dad say 'I remember when your moms were like that'. ALWAYS tell me when they get home early. Always
I feel like I had a successful night. I flashed the guy at the liquor store last night for 2 free tshirts and a giant redbull.
It got to the point where I was so drunk, playing rock paper scissors as a drinking game seemed like a good idea.
Im about to get an ultrasound of my balls. I hate waiting. Its the worst.
Randomize
