Regardless of the degree, it's probably not good to relate so closely to the Steve-O documentary.
I had to go to the front counter of the restaurant and ask for the key because I was "pretty sure my friend is passed out in the bathroom right now"
It's refreshing to see you in something that is stained with something other than vomit and spilled alcohol.
I JUST WANT TO HAVE MILDLY SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE SEX WITH HIM AND CALL HIM CUPCAKE.
I vaguely remember stopping for a bag of bugles and some lube and then I woke up this morning with melted chocolate on my hands. I think I love him
I gave the naked guy in the hotel a pop tart. He stopped crying.
I told him to pick up the beer can he threw in front of the police station. So he gets out chugs whatever's left and throws it back and says ok let's go.
Also, upon examining the photos, I have concluded that you were the sloppiest drunk girl of the night. And that's saying something considering Hurricane Jessica was in town.
You're lucky I'm tired or I'd take a pic of me mounting a reindeer yard decoration
someone just got arrested on campus...
holy fuck look at all that cocaine
Only you would consider your best friend fucking your boyfriend to be a sign of everlasting friendship
Fuck you guys, I'm trying to nurse my hangover and eat my chicken tenders in peace.
Its a good night when you get to makeout with a cowboy
Why is there a horse in the backyard?
I stayed at my gfs last night. This is all on you.
I was a psycho gf all the time...I'm sorry
I was drunk 90% of the time...tit for tat
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