Cut to me doing the walk of shame to work from a hotel.
Where you are. You must stay where you are are
Where you are. You must stay where you are arewhere are youu
Where you are. You must stay where you 5eare wher are you!!
I'm wearing boardshorts as underwear to work. This is bachelorhood
Holy mother of cocks. I was grind-with-my-boss drunk last night.
Is it too early to say this year has been a blur?
two questions - what stuff of mine was pawned and who has the pawn tickets.
It feels kinda weird thanking you for sucking my dick, but I just don't know what else to do right now
I don't remember much of last night. But I woke up with very apologetic texts from him this morning so apparently I didn't get laid. Which is stupid.
Half of my brain feels like I donated it to science and they basically just poured jack Daniels on it and put out cigarettes into it before returning it to my skull
Yes. I masterbate to Harry Potter. It's what our generation does.
So let me get this straight I was getting drunk with our science teacher from high school and you got drunk with an 82 year old woman who invited you back to her house and made you sandwiches.
Yes.
I seriously feel like I just crawled out from under a shit covered rock. I'm NEVER drinking like that again...well, not for alteast a solid 3 hours.
we are currently pregaming for our walk to the liquor store.
step one: admitting you have a problem. complete.
If I could eat my chicken parm naked, it would be the closest I could ever be to God.
We're getting a bucket of chicken and screwing around, so no, you can't join us.
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