I took Valium worth by frank. I squabble
Li shadha you vin. It's phot out. I just ate a fried Oreo
remember tomorrow: you burned the inside of your nose with incense. it hurt.
i dont know you, but i just did a line with your business card.
Lauren will drop me off I'll be drunk ride you for a little bit and then you can go to sleep
sorry. that wasn't for you
i just discovered a movie that charlize theron is a sex addict. i think my prayers have been answered
I woke up laying in alphagetti with the message "I'd go get checked asap" written out in the letters.
She just dipped a dollar bill in her queso dip and almost ate it before I slapped it out of her hand, no more bar crawls..
all i remember is screaming butter knifes are for pussies.
There is only one good excuse for how sore I am right now. And that is incredibly acrobatic sex. Unfortunately for me that is not my excuse.
I think the multiple Sunday morning sirens outside my window are a plot by the cops to get back at me for the shit we pulled last night. Or I should move to a better area.
Is it socially acceptable to stop at the strip club for the lunch buffet on my way to the airport?
Thanks for taking care of me. I hope I didn't pee in your car.
The kitchen also doubles as a screaming room after midnight as long as you have something to muffle the sound
"fuck it, let's do moonshine" shouldn't be in ANYONE'S vocabulary.
I frew up on some kids lovely sidealk chald drawings..
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