I dont get chicks, its like they only care about themselves and money
sounds like you understand them just fine
Oh god. There is a bite mark in the bar of soap. Please tell me I was not that wasted.
maybe if i keep dancing i won't throw up
We are going to get clementines. And shoot them out of a ballon launcher. That's after we come up to the ivy with a bullhorn and reck havoc. Where are you.
We left the bar in 2 bicycle cabs. It cost thirty bucks and they took us to the wrong hotel. When we finally made it to the right one we ended up in a room with three randos from alaska. Jammed out with them for like an hour. Those inuits are good guitar players
I think I will be cutting those pills in half...Jesus just tried to sell me a toothbrush.
I told him he was a man of science and that he should conduct experiments on my tits to see how they stay up. I need you to hold onto my larynx when I'm drunk.
I dont know but I had two different hospital bands and half a pie when i woke up.
So apparently I ended up throwing my clothes in the toilet after getting kicked out of TQ and ran around the neighborhood in my boxers. Works gonna suck hard once this hangover kicks in. Also: I lost a shoe so looks like flipflops for the rest of winter
You've gotta make sure the carpets match the drapes, though.
I am not dying my bush blue.
I don't know which I need first...a shower or a confessional.
The only person more miserably hungover from the party is the dog, and that's because he ate some balloons
Shut up. You had me at killer robots. Your place or mine?
On a scale of "huh, that's interesting" to "holy porn stars, batman". How good?
Definitely closer to "holy porn stars, batman".
Was picked up in the middle of a bar full of people...apparently I'm not tall enough to reach for drunken makeouts. I'm proud of myself.
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