We're exchanging pot brownie recipes in my substance abuse class. This is going to be an awesome 7 weeks.
She made me role-play everything from an older prof to a in-patient in need of a medical exam. Yay for cocaine.
WHY IS EVERY MAN IN THIS CITY GAY? IS IT SO BAD TO WANT TO BE TREATED LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT BY A REALLY HOT STRAIGHT MAN FOR A NIGHT?
I bet. I bought a surfboard and a kite and filled my camelback with vodka-tonics. Let's do this
It is 9pm, let the ass parade to the bars begin
Well my ankle is fucked up, everytime it pops I have a reminder of $200. Jager bomb night and the day we began to rebuild our friendship.
Nah. And this is true. It's like you were trained by sexual Jedi or something.
*jedi wave* this is the penis you were looking for
It's cool bro. The video I have of you drunk trying to fix it with the sonic screwdriver was worth it.
All I remember is receiving a lap dance to slow motion.
Hope everything goes ok. If it makes you feel better, I straightened vomit into my hair and killed a bird earlier.
I was eating pickles straight from a jar, contemplating doing something productive. What did I miss?
Woke up with a grilled cheese in my hand, it was like god giving me a high five for the night before
i was so blazed last night that i kept imagining a talking eagle sitting next to me encouraging me to smoke more... i listened to it.
I think we have some hyper-understanding of each other when drunk, because looking back at our text convo from last night, they were literally just jumbled letters.
When you puked on me I said to you "we will just say that you threw some mostacholi at me"
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