I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
Just threw up in a trash can by the ATM. Then pulled out money for weed.
I'm not sure if what i'm hearing downstairs is sex or not, but if it is, it sounds like there's a dog involved...i'm mildly concerned.
If we get out of this alive, I'm never going to a Denny's at 3 am again.
the awesomeness of being snowed in wore off after we ran out of beer and we realized we really didnt want to be stuck with everyone.
Just drove through Taco Johns wearing a drug rug and no pants. When I rolled down my window, the girl paused for a minute before saying "um... 4.07"
He made me leave when I challenged "all you bitches" to a game of strip taboo.
Shots. Renamed a guy (he looked like a Scott to me), running, bloody Marys, walk to Safeway, donuts, ride home from someones husband, Nurse Jackie. FIN.
they wouldnt let me drive the convertible because i was in a bird suit :(
Can you please come and collect your boss off of my kitchen floor.
he said he was going grocery shopping but when he came back all he had was a jumbo bag of pancake mix and case of beer.
the essentials, lol
Move ovrr Titanoc and all you others. Heres the real tale of woe. This ladys failed search for boozdy goodnezs.
I'm smoking in a kimono on the couch. Bring me gin.
Before you started puking your brains out, you took a moment to give me the correct order of the Harry potter series
my favorite part was when you kept waving @ that guy and insisiting it was your cousin..and it wasnt and wondering why he wasnt waving back lol you were legit PISSED
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