this guy showed up at my house asking for his sword and cape. something tells me i shouldn't drink that much again.
dude, mark had the least successful cab ride in history last night. took a cab to the bars, stopped at every atm in the city, none worked, then had to come back to the party to beg for 20 to pay the taxi that officially took him nowhere.
we were pretty classy up until the second keg
We tried having a conversation with our noses.
Yo dude either Brian has herpes or he was jerking off to Web MD 'cause I just walked in on him
I have a ginormous moral hangover. Strip club blues.
i feel like you're just hanging onto the edge of functioning wino.
Two questions: what are you doing RIGHT NOW? and do you know how to drive a golf cart?
Ps. I feel like I may pee myself this weekend. Either drunkenly or out of excitement. Toss up
We're gonna have horrible, horrible babies.
On another note, why did I wake up wrapped in bubble wrap. I can only assume it was for my own safety
NEVER LET ME DO THIS AGAIN I FEEL LIKE I'M GONNA SHIT MYSELF TO DEATH ARGHHHHHGHHG IS THIS WHAT DYSENTERY FEELS LIKE
i think when the guy sitting in the corner singing tells you you're too drunk, you're too drunk.
It's a "party harder or raise your standards" kind if night.
Twist to Josh's story, he had a gyro in his hand and never dropped it even after he got knocked the fuck out
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