It's Friday. Sex?
We had sex on my friends waterbed ..after that the whole school kept asking him if he had fun getting "sea-sick" last night.
i saw a stretcher and literally ran around for 10 minutes telling people it wasnt for me
we were shitfaced at work by 8pm. I had to stop myself from pouring vodka in everyone's cappuccino.
I need a leash, or some shame. Maybe.
I figured you left because I was a shit show. Were you still there when I got locked in the bathroom and didn't know where I was? If not, that could have been a dream. I'm still not sure.
My dream had 1 penis and 2 pizzas in it. Priorities?
I take it we used my cleavage as a pen holder last night during the graffiti party. Looks like the colours of Crayola exploded all over my chest
The guy who just got ate on True Blood had the same balls as you.
Shit. I'm suppose to call the bank but I'm too high to talk numbers.
You were fine, but your knee injury definitely came from interpretive dancing like a gay fairy with lead wings all around the Mission St BART. Everyone thought you were on drugs.
Not remembering where I left my grinder before vacation #stonerproblems
Word my sister pulled through for me and brought vodka shooters for the plane. its about to be a sloppy 4 hours
I just had the polyamorous Canadian hockey player do the splits while naked in a handstand at my apartment just now. And yes, I know it’s 1:30am on a Thursday.
Something in me snapped and now I’m just googling famous vegans.
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