Drunken SLUTS.
Last night went something like this...
Cory: You couldn't finish that beer in 9 seconds.
Lizzie: Oh yeah I could.
Cory: That has to be the hottest thing I've ever seen.
Lizzie: *Spills beer on shirt, continues being a hotass*
Cory obviously didn't know about my steadfast affection for a nice cold PBR.
Very few can completely understand.
I love my friends. Even when they leave my house without picking up any of their shit. : )