Today I realized that I've had whole drunk relationships with people. And sober me has and wants no part in it.
dude. FULL moustache. it was like getting head from Tom Selleck
I just got a Community College debit card in the mail. My failure has been materialized.
I will start puting down the plastic for the vom in our love chamber. If you want to be something or someone else for the night feel free. The theme is shit show.
I'm there.
We're pregaming our midterms. Also, when we get our tests back, we're taking a shot for every point we lost. If you're not in, you should just go ahead and transfer.
Last night he asked the cab driver "if you were in the middle of getting tattooed and the tattoo artist suddenly got a boner would you leave or would you get that boner??"
On a toatally unrelated note, I see music in my hair
I'm drinking your booze since you ate my pop-tarts. I'm telling you this because I still don't think it's a fair trade.
If there was a bread and water delivery truck id make sweet hungover love with it.
you really need to remember next time not to write your name and phone number on the paper its wrapped in.
But what if it got lost?
its illegal. you dont want people to contact you if they find it.
OK BUT WHO THE FUCK FORGTS A LIVE CHICKEN IN MY HOUSE
Netflix, eggnog, and bed? Maybe some hand stuff?
If I stopped drinking I'd have to take up murdering.
Not sure she's stomping around my apartment muttering incoherently about wanting to speak to the colonel
I'm laying backwards. On the stairs. Eating carrots. And drinking from a captain Morgan bottle.
Randomize
