b.y.o.b&b
It’s when you have to bring your own girlfriend and a beer because the rest of the people are bringing their own problems.
I got a message: ‘You’re bringing your own bitch and beer. Don’t forget. I’m not handling your sister’s drama again.’
He showed up with his own bitch and beer. I had to bring mine. Now I’m stuck with two bitches and two beers.
The party was already loud. Now everyone is bringing their own bitch and beer. I just want to drink in peace.