I'm still drunk from last night...I walked out for a cigarette with one of the Janitors here and apparently someone took a shit on the stairs...Which makes me wonder...was that me?
If I die and they 'assume' it's natural causes, just go with it.
I just fell off my chair and knocked over the table. People are staring. That hungover.
I feel like a need a fire hose to wash off what I did last night
She made me role-play everything from an older prof to a in-patient in need of a medical exam. Yay for cocaine.
do you think the bartender judged us for asking for shots of well vodka and water chasers?
you were fixing your hair in the bathroom mirror and then fell backwards through the locked stall while she was in mid pee and fell on her lap.
She went home with him because he works at Jimmy John's and his car "smelled like meat"
Congrats. You are not detrimental enough to my psyche to be discussed during this mornings therapy appointment. Please follow up next week to see if you made the cut.
She was two things I dont understand: tall and Christian
At least life still wants to fuck me.
Have you heard yourself have sex?
I'm not THAT loud...
My neighbors filed a noise complaint.
just discovered a semi frightening wound on the side of my head that must have happened last night. if i die of a brain aneurysm, make sure they put "sorry for partying" on my gravestone.
Even if they did assume we were doing kinky shit, it's not like they're gonna be like, "HALT SATAN! INTAKE SOME JESUS AND VOMIT YOUR SINS!"
Too high to wash a dish but just high enough for a kitchen fire
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