To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
What's everyones problem with my costume?!
It looks like a unicorn came on your face.
twelve hours since my last beer and i just blew a .08, time to go to the library
i hate this class. from the way they're all staring you would think they've never seen a girl in basketball shorts, heels and sunglasses.
it was just fiscally responsible to stop going to strip clubs where the strippers recognized me
Hes warming up week old McDonalds french fries, putting hot sauce on them, and counting them with his shirt off.
So what's the verdict on pumpkin smoothies with vodka? I puked.
Well I pulled a muscle in my leg dancing in the tanning booth drunk at 1 pm soooo there's that
I was tied up in bed before noon, the rest of the day can go to hell.
It's gay pride weekend and Father's day.. So in honor of the occassions I am now BI
ERIN AND I ARE GETTING MATCHING VIBRATORS. I'M PEER PRESSURING YOU INTO JOINING THE CLUB. Besides we're the three best friends that anyone could have, you better not ruin that by being a pussy and not treating your pussy to awesomeness. That is all.
I'm truly not mad that he's at a strip club, it's that he couldn't look far enough into the future to figure out how to get himself home from one
You drink too much. You cuss too much. You have questionable morals. You're everything I've ever wanted in a friend.
THE STRIPPER HAD A GUN JOHN!
You made noises. And kept meowing. I have a twenty minute phone call to prove it.
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