C thinks vomiting on the batroom floor = reaon not to party. Lies. Party continues.
Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
I wish we never smoked. I'm literally laying in bed opening and closing my eyes, just hoping a hot dog stand will appear in the room.
I know. I just don't want anything else. I have no other desire. Just a ham sandwich.
I honestly don't know what to make of that.
A ham sandwich would be nice.
Apparently I promised a worker at La Siesta free English lessons to make up for vomming all over the little Mariachi band.
My goal for tonight: make tomorrow as awkward as humanly possible.
I gotta stop tellin complete strangers at the bar that they're the godparents to my first born
My right arm is handcuffed to my leg... Please help.
let's remember the whole point of NYE: to drink antisocial amounts of antisocial drinks, become incoherent, ruin a carpet, talk to a tree, wake up with head sellotaped to toilet. The where/how is superfluous, my vote goes to a cupboard and a bottle of jaeger Questions?
I was going to say I needed the exercise but now all I can think about is BJs
My work here is done
He's still short.... And probably a douchebag. But if we ever run into him downtown I fully encourage you to take him home and have "I hate you douchebag" sex and lick every inch of that disgustingly toned chest.
Hahahaha yep. You were picking up the credit card machine and singing to it in Spanish.
We are making a pool on how long he stays sober this time you want in?
HEY I WILL KIDNAP THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR PET GOAT
It’s bad enough my brother slept with half of the sorority this year, but now he’s lifeguarding at the club and every divorcée and cougar in town is asking me for his number. My twin is a manwhore and I’ve become his pimp.
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