New moon trailer came on. Theater booed. I love these people.
Let's pretend this is a good idea before I change my mind.
That adds atleast one bjs worth of awkward sexual tension between us.
I am the drunkest girl in the tree.
These people keep looking at me like I'm the first person to ever eat ribs in a Home Depot.
BTW, it's bullshit to say that not doing a shot is unpatriotic. You know how I fall for that.
No, no... it's pale and surrounded by awkward, curly, red hair. It's the Ronald McDonald of penises.
I have reached the point in my life where I realized this is what I'm going to do for the rest of my life. Eat, shit , bar, drink, drank, drunk.
There's a homeless man outside the bar. I have a toothbrush and toothpaste in my car. I think i'm going to give them to him. And they said drinking is bad.
You're so thoughtful.
Yep. It's going to be us, strippers, and drag queens.
A glittery, gay, heavily makeuped, scantily dressed clusterfuck.
But he does seem to be getting proper humping etiquette down. So there's progress.
I have enough bourbon in me to put Justin's cat in the dishwasher.
He said it wasn't ladylike of me to drink more whiskey than him. I told him to stop being a little bitch.
I fucked R2D2 last night. I consider Star Wars day a success.
I'm still amazed at how you managed to get Doritos in my damn front pocket without me noticing. I got crumbs everywhere.
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