so, totally just picked up a pack of red bull, and some magnum condoms and the old woman at the register's tone went from "hi blah how are you" to "oh....how YOU DOIN'?" she knew what was up
i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
I havnt had this much beer since i losodt my virginity. thank. god.
I'm proud of us, I'm cleaning up the place and I haven't found a single beer can that isn't empty.
One of my students just told me turtles are lazy and need to get a job. Fuck yes, my job here is done.
Hands down, the girl passed out in the bathroom was the best looking. Concious or not.
i think there mostly mad about the fact it was 6 pm not the fact i blew a .255
Cause your way of greeting people at the club was grabbing a tit and jiggling it while yelling a name, which usually wasn't theirs, and guys weren't safe either.
Im sleeping in your bed. Sorry for the sand and the noise and the loud people. Im starving
Your blankets are not drunk friendly
I believe I won the Golden Vodka Bottle of sadness last night for crying while being party boyed.
I'm trying to pinpoint the moment when "don't do anything I wouldn't do" became bad advise.
He could smell the liquor on my breath. Fuck. I thought he would smell French toast.
She gatecrashed the wedding and managed to get an invite to the open bar reception. Lucky bitch
I'm just more comfortable with the bondage
I don't remember anything beyond the drinking game but I woke up in my own pee this morning so I'm just gonna go out on a limb and say I overdid it.
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