That's kind of creepy but I guess since I'm wearing your dad's pants nothing is off limits anymore
just had a super intense, drunken debate about which blink182 member is the most fuckable. i got so mad i left the room. new low.
And then she started grabbing onto random guys legs, asking their names, and if they wanted to be friends... Haha, I love when the girls my ex's are dating are total drunken whores.
He's got a southern drawl and a lisp. I'm getting mindfucked right now.
He's covered in dirt and enchiladas. We're going drinking now.
There was a guy on the elevator dressed as santa in flip-flops giving away beer.
Although, I did get to see a Raiders fan and his toothless girlfriend get roughed up by the police and dragged out of the stadium. So the night wasn't a total loss.
His wife found out about our affair the same day he got fired for it.
Until then we have the self affirmation from retweets and nights alone with pizza..
Pot head idea of the day: make a maraca out of weed seeds. Or a rain stick? Definitely rain stick.
I forgot if I was chewing my gum or my tongue
Just had a heart to heart with my John Belushi poster.
We proceeded to buy tattoos from the dollar store and interpretive dance to of monsters and men, it's safe to say he's my new fuck buddy
we all thought you were asleep. he found you an hour later sitting outside in the snow lighting a bowl, singing the CatDog theme song, and hugging a box a Franzia.
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
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