Drunk bitches in a costume party
Drunk bitches in a costume party
As if sexy sizzling babes in costume parties are not hot enough, top it off with the fact that our Trashed Girlfriends are, well, fucking drunk! This is what we are about and you’ll be seeing pictures of these bitchy girls looking like they’re in need of your perverted TLC. Just look at the four sample photos here, aren’t they fucking wild or what? They look like they’re frozen barbie dolls, trying hard to look composed and all that shit but since they’re all fucked up from all the booze, their poise just come flying everywhere — hence, these fucked up set of pictures. It’s always fun to attend a party like this where you’ll meet wild sexy chicks and get all the ones that you want to fuck when they start walking like a human Leaning Tower of Pisa ready to hit the ground. Of course these are the ones we take nice advantage of and we know very well how this will all turn out in the morning, so yeah, I call it nice. I got more than a dozen of hot pictures of trashed bitches here and they just wanted your full attention. Notice how much they drink, grabbing those bottles of booze like their lives depend on it, there’s no mistaking how easy it will be to hit the homerun. Ha! TrashedGirlfriends.com is always updated with the naughtiest and most drunk babes you’ll ever want and it only takes a single click to get them. Do that now and enjoy our hot collection.
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"I see a lot of myself now, the way you were in your story. It lywaas feels a little more dangerous, doesn't it, when alcohol grips a parent (or, in my father's case, a 25-year-long cocktail consisting of whiskey, heroin, and various other mixers)?I've often wondered, sitting in the middle of a group of friends who insist I'm the most harmless alcoholic they've ever met, if I'm really an alcoholic although never quite as eloquently as you did here.I like to drink. I probably like it too much. I've been on spectacular binges, found myself three hundred dollars poorer after a night at the bar without remembering how I spent the money. I've had a habit of drinking a shot for every year I've been alive on my birthday for a few years now, but that'll end soon. After the debauchery that 24 shots inflicted this past year, I just don't know if I can make 25.Like you, drinking tends to bring me out of my shell. There are bartenders in my hometown who will feed me booze for free just to see what happens.Babble, babble. I don't know. It's weird that you would post this tonight I was just thinking it all over, not an hour ago, after my sixth shot of Jagermeister at a gig. I tend to convince myself that drinks like these don't count, though. I'm a rock star, right? It's working, right?. When fans hoot and holler and buy me shots, it's all in the name of furthering my career, right?And then I think, That's such a cop-out. But I haven't hurt anyone, most importantly me. I guess the best I can do is re-read your story and agree with you. Because obviously, you're far more articulate than I am when it comes to intelligently rationalizing a fondness for the sauce.So, thanks. And amen."