I am good. I dancing. Drinking but dancing fine.
anyone who buys me chipotle gets an automatic hj
just found my old 10th grade stash of beer in a shoebox. guess who's getting trashed tonight
just threw up on my speech test, so much for a great semester
you kept thanking chef boyardee for having pull tab cans
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
She kept biting his ear when he was talking to people, that was only 3 drinks in...
LSD in a sugar cube. Dropped it in my whiskey sour and felt like I was rowing a boat.
some chick tossed a drink in your face at the bar last night. your mouth was opened so i think you ended up swallowing at least half of it. good job.
Pretty sure I was high. I thought there was music coming out of my makeup bag.
I don't get hangovers. Except once. And there is a massively epic story behind that, involving so much alcohol I should have died, and 13 raw hotdogs.
She thinks I'm afraid I'm gonna get caught in one of my lies and some of the girls I'm fucking will find out about each other. But it would be a relief to offload a few from the old crop and work in a few newbies into the rotation. The organization could use some new blood.
Jesus, you make out with one twin then sleep with the other and suddenly they don't want to play soccer with you... Men can be so sensitive...
to answer your questions bluetooth, 30ft, like a tampon, ask her, her idea, got tired of trying to find her in crowed clubs
i feel sensations at the ends of my beard. Either I am super high. Or my face has accepted my beard and I completed my transformation to Mecca
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