So when jo picked me up from the bar I kept apologizing and kept telling her "I'm just a wittle donut"
if there is a rhyme for it it must be true
it doesn't mae me god, the fact that I am god makes getting dressed futile and tedious... btw i am still drunk
I'm going to let the use of the word "hella" slide considering I have sperm older than you.
she keeps The Day After Pill in her bra... there is a God.
running late. just ran over a dude on a bike
Karaoke into a bottle of boones. dear summer in alabama, glad to see you again.
I couldn't function. I was to the point where I was using a bottle cap as a monocle.
I think god is proud of me so he is rewarding me in discounted wine
WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE CONCERNED ABOUT THE SEAGULL IN THE OVEN
How was the party? Lets put it this way: "He wants her dick" was a factual sentence stated last night.
Everyone called me "Barf Vader".. And I lost your lightsaber.
We tried to do sophisticated last night, but our low class kept shining through.
I woke up naked with a Jason mask on and a fat lip. What happened last night?
Why are there 17 orders of shrimp lo mein in the bathtub?
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