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I'm laying in your front yard are you home
this is amzing! feels like my body is having sex with its surroundings!
the 3rd commandment: and god said, if you buy a handle.. you must finish it.
I mean, keeping the tube socks on AND taking cell phone pictures that he didn't ask for during sex? that's two strikes kiddo.
we weren't quite sure what was on that mirror, so we snorted it and hoped for the best
Either you made a spaghetti vodka smoothie last night, or you puked in the blender.
they're doing drop shots of Jager into red wine. i don't want to be on that level
An open call to all exes! i have a drunk text policy that requires i delete any and all texts after drink 3, however i have reason to believe i have done something stupid. if i have texted you that "I love you", "miss you" and/or conveyed any interest in getting back together with you in the last 24 hours i was belligerent and lying. That is all.
So then you challenged the bartender to an arm wrestling contest for a free bottle of vodka
Sweet. Did I win?
Youre hungover arent you?
I know it's not technically the "Mile High Club" but we def need a name for the airport bathroom. Cuz that just happened.
in other news i'm homewrecking via instagram
I wish we knew morse code and could knock to each other through the wall
That freshman kid successfully snuck into a college party, got caught, proceeded to jump out of a second story window without getting a scratch then met up with us a block away and somehow managed to get a bottle of grey goose in the meantime. He is truly blessed by the alcohol gods
I vote for a trading skills night. You teach me to juggle, I'll teach you knife fighting, and we'll both learn banjo
There's a bus with a band full of dancing women in bras. I think I like it here.
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