i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
Nothing too bad. Lost a stuffed horse on a stick and tore my clothes off. Again.
Guys who wear capris make me want to kill endangered species.
This went bad. Everyone is crying, i dont know why and I am really uncomfortable.
I wanted to be mature but the vodka was resilient.
You know you're baked when you feel your throat closing up from an allergic reaction to the pecans in the cookie you're eating but you keep eating the damn cookie.
Fighting the urge to throw up all over my little brothers jr high basketball bench. Welcome home aaron
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
Well I just put wine in my tea
I haven't been hungover in so long I'm actually looking forward to it
We can't shop at Hobby Lobby anymore. They don't like Plan B which basically runs through our veins.
I'm keeping both. The way I see it, boyfriends come and go, but a good dick is forever.
Dude she is fucking shit up. Her baby would be proud
I got conspiracy theory drunk.
He jerked off some dude with a slice of Wonder Bread.
The sports guy?
Yeah. They claimed the bread made it hetero
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