So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
I'm like connect-the-dots of drunk. Whiskey, bourbon, vodka, rum, gin. The hidden picture is me faceplanting.
He was singing Will Smith Just the Two of Us to his burrito. That high.
any chance you can send me your legal ethics outline, in exchange for say, me buying you a lapdance the next time we go to the strip club?
All I know is for some reason I was sitting naked in the hallway playing an invisible ukulele singing somewhere over the rainbow. I wonder why security came.
yeah...i noticed he pets people when he's drunk. It's odd.
you made them have somersault races with you thru the lobby..
In case you were wondering...putting everclear into a humidifier DOES get you really really drunk.
i want to be friends with one of those mini shredded wheat men.
Just ate a chocolate chip cookie upside down. This is what having a degree does for you.
I can not say for certain that I did not blow someone in the bathroom at the bar at some point.
When we tried to make a video I set the camera to 3sec pictures accidentally so instead of a movie we have a flipbook of our sex.
There is a goat eating lettuce out of our fridge. Do you wanna grab a bloody mary?
I just used my sisters cheerleading plaque and a children's book to crush up painkillers to snort. Happy Friday
Weird. And pubic lice are now endangered so your hairy balls can rest easy
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