I don't think he has that. His apartment was pretty much a tv and a bed. Topless girl calendar and a glass of water to put out cigarettes.
I cannot convey how much I really do love Chris Hansen. FYI: he is the JC Chasez of my adult years.
I love Japanese schoolgirls with short skirts riding bikes on windy days.
You're never coming back, are you?
I'll tell you what, we couldn't have asked for better binge-drinking weather.
While at warped tour today a girl was crowd surfing and her vagina landed in my face, I call that a successfull day.
You should see the damage i did to the apartment last night. So many broken things and butter sticks stuck to windows.No memorys
threw up in the library. i should be embarrassed, but i'm willing to bet that i'm one of the first so i'm kinda proud.
I was running around taking people's drinks at the bar and just dumping it into my Gatorade bottle screaming roofies.
I am pretty damn sure that neither my body or his body is ready for how drunk I am getting tonight
Yeah. I don't think I have anything left in me tho. I think I was throwing up tangible memories at one point.
We bought a pool from walmart at 2am...and to make matters even more white trash we headed to Applebee's for half off appetizers and corona-ritas
Came home plastered at 8am. Roommate had hot glued all the ashtrays and various items to their surfaces. Couldn't handle it. Went back to the bar.
Don't shower too much, need the shame to be fresh to get the best story
I wrote myself a note last night telling me to tell you that you're the best person ever, and asking you not to tell me what I did, I think I'm trusting my drunk judgment on that one.
He ate me out in the passenger seat of his Range Rover in a Tim Hortons parking lot. I could hear “oh canada” on the radio from a nearby school as I came. Most patriotic orgasm ever!
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