we made margaritas with slurpies from 7-11 and beer.
so im kinda of nervous about the whole bust inside event last night
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
MIND BOGGLER: batman and jesus are the same person. Think about it.
some random kid just walked into our apartment with two cases... I don't know who he is but I like him
He talked me into making a sex video, no worries though, I was wearing sunglasses.
I mean it was like cry my eyes out or masturbate in my moms bathroom.
i ran into my coworkers when i was walking home last night. i was shirtless. i think i gave my shirt to Walter. he's a cat.
im still drunk. birthday week begins.
Its not the fact that i woke up wearing a tutu that bugs me its the fact that i have 75 photos of me wearing a tutu on facebook
The paramedics were not my fault this time.
Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast.
I got back and Katie was asleep holding a burrito. I woke her up and she ate it and passed back out.
Your shirt... Was in my pants
Someone broke into my car last night. Didn't take anything, even left the beer in my backseat. They need to get their priorities straight, obviously.
I brought her cheeseburgers and tequila but she's still mad at me.
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