Ran into him today. He apologized via facebook. sometimes I hate our generation
i thought i was the drunkest one there til some girl puked in the tip jar.
i think i should save myself the $200 for a prom dress. i mean why bother. its just going to be covered in vodka/jizz/and puke by the end of the night.
You just kept mumbling, "Shit shit shit, the muffin man owes me money." Repeatedly.
Under someone's bed. Not sure whose. I think they're sleeping in it.
hes out at the street wearing a tophat and a monocole and carrying a cane and greeting every car that drives by
he just went across the street and into someones house and we could hear him inviting them over from the front porch
I don't remember... but puking on the bar sounds like me.
Either she's trying to smother me and failing, or she just has a really bad sense of where her tits should go.
So I just sneezed blood everywhere. On the upside. After yesterday I feel way more confident AND I give even less of a fuck.
is that a sigh of girlish delight, or "sigh...I'm having a herpes outbreak'
Can't it be both?
After pissing all over her van its a lot easier to look her in the eye than I thought.
My date ended with her leaving the bar with that guy who used to jerk off in the back of the school bus.
if you want to know how my night is going I just ugly cried in the cheesecake factory
I might be drinking a 4-day old opened beer on a Wednesday. You're in no position to judge me.
It would have only made it one day at my place.
dude you pointed at my dad's crotch and said I'd tap that. I didn't even know you were gay.
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