Where are you???
With some dude on the way to his house to blaze
You went back to a stranger's house????
He isn't a stranger...he used to be on kids, inc.
I love LA.
Idk man, it felt like my skin was a suit and I could feel it zipping up my side and up to my mouth. And then my head felt like a ventriloquist dummy's head, with the jaw thing..it was freaky, dude
You think that's a metaphor for anything, champ?
Shut the hell up.
remember that night we drank a bottle of vodka and went to mcdonalds and ordered everything on the dollar menu, twice?
we can't do that now- first b/c they got rid of that menu and 2 b/c we are broke now. damn this recession.
GOOD IDEA: Stealing the bike a couple blocks away so I don't have to walk. BAD IDEA: riding bike for the first time in years drunk as hell. I'm bleeding and my body hurts and once again I can't find my car.
Those motion detector trash cans don't work fast enough to catch puke.
i kinda regret how quickly i gave it up to him, but i just wanted the regular fucking to begin soon. ah we made good memories.
Well on a lighter note, guess who just threw up in the elevator
no, i remember trying to staple my nipples together. I just can't figure out where the hell stapler came from.
I've lost all respect for marriage since I joined this bachelor party.
Found a piece of twizzler in my buttcrack.
The guy next to me just said he wont play beer pong on principle. Im scared.
Twist to Josh's story, he had a gyro in his hand and never dropped it even after he got knocked the fuck out
I just projectile vomited into my kitchen sink. Today need to be over already.
Someone called asking about the gate code and I said "hashtag" for # instead of "pound." Ugh. I feel so dirty.
Optimism doesn't exist before 2pm nor do any other emotions.
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