Just got a script for 120 vicodin with 6 refills. I feel like michael jackson.
I could make treat bags
you threw up out the window, wiped your face with a twenty dollar bill, and threw that out the window too.
did we at least go back and get it?
how else do you think we got jack in the box...?
I just looked at the maps icon on my IPhone and "eR" was typed in the search address bar. I wonder if we ever got there.
I just randomly started counting the number of guys that I've hooked up with that are now gay. 11.
they lined up to high five me when i got taken out by the stretcher. The paramedic high fived them too
I just got a msg from someone saved in my phone as "gouiys stAndingg nezxt me not oz". Omh my life.
the last thing i remember is yelling at the cab driver that i'm really good at drive by vomitting.
It feels like eating ice cream while riding a unicorn over a rainbow waterfall made of glitter.
That is possibly the gayest thing that was ever thought of by anyone anywhere.
most desperate stoner moment might have been when we filled the bong up with pond water
desperate times, desperate measures
We got banned from that Whataburger for life. WHATABURGER. Which is saying something. They deal with drunk dumbasses every night.
Tequila happens.
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
I love that you'd blow off your high school reunion to get shit faced in an aquarium with us
Um. We all know how I feel about sea life
Rob and I are cross faded and the only one taking care of us is a drunk person who's making us dance.
who knew my inner goddess was such a whore
rowboat hit a rock. taking on water. going down fast. bring cheerios.
aye aye capn
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