you, you are my beeeeeeeeeessssttt bottle,and i will marry myself when i can get up… (ah, gotta love the drunken language)
oooo sweet alchocol =]
you, you are my beeeeeeeeeessssttt bottle,and i will marry myself when i can get up… (ah, gotta love the drunken language)
45 minutes into the family reunion–Uncle Rick lasted longer than usual.
I don’t remember anything from last night!!!
rodney was caught boozin it up again…
I love you man…
Mine. Rawr :3
You’re just like my ex…make me feel all warm & cuddly inside then I wake up next to one cold hard…
Great. Drunk under the table by a toddler. . .
sheesh, well if they won’t recycle it I will..
ugh…. what happened… ooo a beer!
1 bottle of beer…hut..you take 1 down you pass it around..hut.damn I’m drunk!
heyy, let it a little too me please!
You are one pretty ladyy.
I DON’T HAVE A PROBLEM! I CAN QUIT ANYTIME I WANT!