8:17pm: So, How was fun day?
1:15am: So I just woke up in my bed in my bathing suit... I don't remember getting into bed or dinner or anything after slip n slide that happened around five... I'd say fun day was a success
I just hope this isn't happening Final Destination style
Travis Barker would totally be Devon Sawa in this scenario
New dating criteria: what kind of ex will this person be?
When his Irish accent comes out my uterus hums. Or some productive organ down there, I'm not sure of the logistics
It's fucking New Year's. I can be soberish in 2013 after tonight. It's like the 30 years of grey area between Jesus' birth and death.
I don't remember but we shouldn't have a problem. Unless drunk you encouraged drunk me not to wear a condom.
I think we have a problem.
I feel like he has a double life, why was he walking around at 3 am with a backpack?
I have my vibrator between my thighs and I'm listening to high school musical. That kind of high. We're all in this together.
What if he turns back to me, finds me seemingly fondling my breasts, and thinks I'm turned on by eagles?
You insisted that your middle name was "velociraptor" for 20 minutes and every time someone said something you tried to relate it to velociraptors. That kind of drunk.
Drunk level: ugly crying in the bar upon discovery of sweet tarts and not smarties.
Honestly no idea how dad figured out i did all that gay porn unless he was looking at gay porn.
I thought it turned out lovely. You got to see me almost naked and I got to be stoned to the point I was content with
Wtf when were you almost naked??
Steven and I talked about running for office again today. It's fucked that my 3 dream jobs are marijuana bakery owner, bar owner, and president.
I picked up a towel, and butt beads fell out of it.
Oh yeah... Surprise!
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