My cardio has turned into running out of the cold from bar to bar.
I don't think I have ever puked up that much free breakfast in my life...thank god for Nickle Beers.
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
You planned my entire going away party sitting in the bath tub cradling a bottle of Cuervo. You promised me fire jugglers. And a pinata.
I found her sleepin on the side of the house in the rocks. so i woke her up and yelled at her and she would only come inside if i let her sleep in the bathroom.
I distinctly remember seeing your nipples from the deck.
I ate goldfish off your shoulder, I think we had bigger issues
I think I sprained my soul last night
Overall win. We all know who got to sleep on the concrete outside of Denny's with you.
you are not my drinking buddy, you are my drinking enemy.
Hungover and I may throw up in my therapist's office. Maybe he is right about my drinking
we're going to the olympic park to run the 100m yeaaaahhh
it's 3am. Nothing could possibly go wrong here.
Never go with a hippy to a second location. I fucking hate Xanax.
We were all having a bath, the three of us, then that drug dealer guy walked in and peed. Sitting down. Apparently he didn't want to offend us.
Yeah everywhere i go i feel like a 3rd or 5th or (2n+1)th wheel. That's right, i'm a mathematically depressed drunk.
Randomize