Go home, Standards. I’m drunk. TSM.
Go home, Standards. I’m drunk. TSM.
Referring to your boyfriend’s big as your big-in-law. TSM.
I’m concerned. My responsibilities are starting to interfere with my drinking. TSM.
Knowing which drink is yours by the lipstick stain. TSM.
Standards:”Thanks for coming tonight.”
Me:”Yes, well thanks for inviting me.” TSTC.
Shacking, but just because you’re a collector. TSM.