sometime during the course of last night, i decided to get donuts for this morning. i'm a fucking genius when i smoke.
she definitely blew him on the riverbank, some lady floated past and said "have some pride honey", amazingly awkward
I am drunk at a castle and it isn't even 3. Europe is amazing.
the only thing i remember last nigh is talking to some chick for thirty minutes about cheese.
I just remember taking her cat for a walk around 3 am then falling asleep in a slide at the park
i jus dunped the rest of my drink down the sink and tool my bra off. pretty sure this is the best decision for everybody.
He tried peeing out of the sunroof.
last nights episode of shot friends brought to you by polish vodka and flamingo baseball. pickles cure hangovers.
I like to feed my guinea pigs before I get stoned. In case they get contact high and get the munchies. It's only polite.
I've spent all afternoon taking and editing selfies. The life of a bimbo is truly tiring.
there are no losers in shot checkers. only winners.
I just wanna get high and take a fucking awesome nap. Those are my goals for the week.
You guys are like the reason that ketamine is a controlled substance.
the guy next to you kind of looks like a penguin. i'm going to fuck him
I climbed to the top of a stripper pole and touched the ceiling. Accomplishment?
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