the real housewives of new jersey finale is tonight. it makes me wish we had pot.
I feel like people whose favorite movie is Donnie Darko should not be allowed to talk. Ever.
i threw up on the blunt... he was pissed.
for once, the $56 i am about to pay for plan b was actually worth the sex.
What are you doing St Patricks day? I'm banned from all work parties with open bar ever since the cinco de mayo party that I dumped a drink on my co-workers head and played air guitar on my boss' ankle cast.
they superglued a cigarette to my fingers...i think I need to quit smoking.
you are not my drinking buddy, you are my drinking enemy.
Sounds like sex on a twister board.
An idea that is both hilarious and intriguing...
Alive.
So much puke
There was a huge crash. I came out of my room to find you sprawled out at the bottom of the stairs in your bra and panties. You looked at me, yelled 'WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE' and then ran back into his room.
I'm playing a lilo and stitch drinking game
Aloha alcoholism.
I told the bartender that his red, white and blue shots were terrible and tasted like Thomas Jefferson's balls.
Like what? And no, shrooms cannot be party favors.
He's going to be in the air guitar championships in june. Need I say more.
My Dachshund waddled into the room carrying a rolled-up pad in her mouth with period blood. This day is clearly off to a good start.
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