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you fucking puked into the top of the beer bong while i was chugging from it. when i realized i was chugging your vomit, i vomitted on the floor. she kicked us both out.
You came in as I got off work, ordered us jack and cokes. Put them on my tab, and then proceeded to fall asleep on the bar.
If court goes my way we are flying to Vegas.
Intramural soccer game tonight. Be ready for blood. I haven't sobered up since thursday
Also I just learned you, Samantha, and I three-way made out at my Halloween party. News to me.
Your first mistake was not throwing your beer at the RA and running
Not after That Night. No. I hate tequila. And it hates me. Very mutual hateship going on.
My taste buds are fucked up, everything tastes like fire after last night.
i would compare it to sliding down a velcro-covered fireman's pole naked. no more bearded men for me.
Okay. So I've done lines off a bible. But that's just for the sake of being cliché.
I mean, it's just pathetic when the standard is tinder and he can't live up to it.
There are only a few things more freaky than wandering around a zoo drunk.
they just got in argument over who had more of your dick pics. quit sending shit to my sisters fucker
The streets are paved with hand jobs
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