end the night at a gay bar...not sure how...but why the fuck do i have two condoms in my pocket?
it doesn't mae me god, the fact that I am god makes getting dressed futile and tedious... btw i am still drunk
Words of wisdom-never eat a peanut-butter covered banana on a construction site ever again
Apparently I was playing rock paper scissors against myself for 2 hours in the bathroom mirror.
I know you don't remember, but the teeth marks on my face say it happened.
When I woke up I had three missed calls from the name 'dream krystals'.... If I remember correctly she was the lady at the drive thru at Krystals and her name was Dream.. She wanted to come to the strip club with us... Do you remember?
I started drinking at around 8.. Started heavily drinking around 815.
Look, the fact that I didn't kick him out and rip your clothes off speaks very highly of me.
we got kicked out of her coke dealer's house when we wouldn't stop quoting "a league of their own"
communist
Update: I may or may not be in a cult
Update #2: I may or may not be the leader of said cult
I will be there. invited or not. I go where the pancakes go.
We did it in the bar bathroom and the bathroom attendant sold us a condom. I love Nashville
I just bout myself an edible arrangement for myself and had it delivered to work. I even wrote myself a note. This is a new low for me.
just found a picture from last night.
the one of you riding a horse with nothing but a bulletproof vest on?
uhm.... no?...
So I slept with some guy last night and when I woke up in the am couldnt remember his name. I text him n asked "How do you spell your name?" to try n find out and all he replied was "With an A." WTF!?
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