We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
May have finally hit rock bottom...bouncer from the strip club informed me I wore the same shirt last night
We all need desperate help. Maybe we should just become a group of people who walk around town and shit in peoples air vents
I'm down.
I wish real life had facebook tags so i could figure out who all these people are
I wish there was some sort of "recently added" function for blackberrys so i could see what random numbers i got from the night before
He puked, did more shots, and then pissed in a drawer. We thought it was bad enough and all of a sudden...boom-clothes come off and he passes out with slippers and a styrofoam hat on and a guitar hero guitar in hand pretending he was slash.
Curse you and your alcoholic milkshakes.
You're welcome.
Let's get really high and wear fake mustaches and try not to laugh at each other...
I don't know what it was about last night, but every bar that i went to there was at least one girl there that i had done something with. I'm sure the girl that i went with knew because they all grabbed my penis and told me to call them.
sorry to break it to you, but he's definitely fucking that other girl now...
I wish I still at least had the bruises on my ass to remember him by.
Okay, I just got to our real hotel and the YMCA may have been a better choice. A man w/ no shirt on
I'm still confused. So he's NOT your cousin by blood, but WAS your cousin, on two separate occasions, by marriage? Still too weird I think...
You climbed out your own window and walked in the front door..
i took a magical journey through the park for about two hours. it was amazing and everything was fantastical. i have been informed someone babysat me through that shit.
i guess she just walked over ass naked and peed on his laptop. gonna call an over price on that drunk sex.
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