you were crying and the really sympathetic homeless man offered you a sip of his whiskey. who was i to stop you?
so i told my doctor my symptons and she just shook her head at me
I'm inventing beer flavored vodka. This raspberry shit makes me feel like a pussy.
If her picture on my phone wasn't mostly of her breasts, I'd never pick up the phone when she calls.
it's like doing a sit-up... but, you're inside someone
We've gotten 3 pitchers already by trading for CUPCAKES
I invited you and you fucked me in the face with the penis of disappointment and shit.
I cNt phones. tingles in my fingles. jingles
You wrote me a check. For zero dollars. For my soul. Dick.
Last thing I remember is whiskey shots. My roommate tells me we were there 15min before I decided to run home naked. And we live across from a police station.
I told him I had an IUD and he asked me how was a bomb a form of birth control..
I said no to friends with benefits because it was too much commitment
Worse. He's Mormon. At least a gay guy will go get drinks with me.
It's like every time I'm baked I discover my fingers all over again.
Is 10AM too early for pizza and Dr. Pepper?
Only if 5PM is too early to be drunk. And when has that ever stopped us?
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