No more parties with babies... I can't do that again.
He slapped my ass and hummed the jello theme song, which was followed by an overly loud "IT'S ALIVE!"
The last shot i remember taking was toasted to "love, sex, and magic". Needless to say I was 0 for 3 on that toast for the night.
Let's just go topless and paint glitter over our nipples who the fuck cares
Apparently I blacked out and pissed all over the sliding glass door from the inside, as everyone watched from the outside helplessly....
Learned a valuable life lesson last night. It's titled "Tequila: Still A Bad Idea".
Pretty sure I'm going to hell because of our friendship
Last one there wins
only thing in my fruit bowl is 4 champagne corks and a jenga piece . Tuesday.
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
Oh yeah, found out i got it from my boyfriend's wife. Thanks though.
I remeber being on the roof last night and we put our heads togeather and we touched each others face and said "Hennessyyyy"
No, the high point was when you stood on a chair and shouted you were the god of tits and wine.
We drove through Taco-Bell on our way to the ER
cake and sex. what better combination is there.
So bottomless mimosas = me waking up in a truck bed in a random neighborhood with no purse or phone or idea how I got there.
Randomize
