well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
I'm gonna die fat and alone and all they will find is pizza crusts
just heard some guy walking down the street say "butt sex in the sun"
go get him tiger.
Apparently I had an idea for a cooking show and then proceeded to throw cookies at people.
Weekend has begun hello red wine at 10am on a Wednesday
I think I'm getting too used to throwing up in the reception trash can. It doesn't even phase me anymore
It's like a puppy that we have to take care of at all times or else she'll get sad, lonely, and chew on the furniture. And by 'chew on the furniture', I mean have anonymous sex.
I walked into my room to see them crying, watching hey arnold, and passing a franzia box back and forth...
We were in the hot tub...he ate the pizza pocket directly out of my mouth
She thinks Jesus was an astronaut.
Apparently nick called me at 3 in the morning looking for you because you ate your keys and ran away..do I need to call an ambulance.
The sex is great, I just think it'd be better if we listened to Deftones during it.
I don't know which I need first...a shower or a confessional.
But I made it seem like I wasn't hungover at work, so that's a plus.
You just kept mumbling about the carpet being covered in stains that looked like the face of God. Until you decided that they were closer in relation to Dumbledore.
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