And then I have a slight inkling that I went up to the bar and tried to order the bartender.
Ive been using palmolive to shower with for he last week, dont tell me about not having money. Im heading to the bar r u going.
I mean, we started to hook up but my asthma attack kind of killed the mood
Make sure you have everything youll need until sunday. aka a green shirt and condoms.
There where 3 half naked girls passed out on the pool table, I crawled under it and just as I was about to go to sleep some guy walks up and says: "dude nice spot" walks away and comes back with a pillow.
I woke him up with a blow job and he started sing "oh the USAAAA. IT'S GOING TO BE S BEAUTIFUL DAYYYYY"
It's not really the holidays until I raid the medicine cabinet. Happy hydrocodone to me
And a merry methadone to all
Partying with them is like having your dick stapled to your left nostril
Did you get any pics? And I can only imagine how inferior you must have felt knowing that somewhere in that room was a guy whose penis was the length of your forearm.
You said "this is only my eighth drink" with like 6 separate drinks
I feel you. I woke up butt naked on top of my sheets with a plate of cheese next to my bed...
Are you drunk already?
Not already - at LAST.
If you get banged by this bartender you know you can't be mad at me right? Its the rules.
He said watch this and then went and tripped into a group of 40 year old women, now he's leaving the club with them.
Reminder to self: never have sex on a trampoline. Trampoline burn hurts worse than carpet burn.
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