As it would turn out, "jesusssssss" is not the password to enter Faith Chapel's wifi network.
so id say it was a successful trip...i only got hit on by one cousin...
mom and dad are asleep. time to fish my half-full bottle of wine out from under my bed and give this christmas visit a pick-me-up.
"half-full" seems a little optimistic for the turn your night is taking.
Seriously. There are at least 10 other people drinking at the bar with me at 10:40. Im justifying it with the fact that I've been up since 5am.
We should start a Help That Bitch Out Fund and split the donations evenly between you two.
I've slipped into the part of my life where I am not having sex to get Phils tickets from this chick. I need to seriously rethink my life decisions
Drinking Hot Toddies on the Porch and blasting bob dylans "hurricane" bring it on sandy!
Good news: I actually puked in my bathroom, the vomit from the living room was actually from someone else.
That's horrible but hilarious
I'm going to miss college.
But break dance skills will only take you so far
How have I seen you throw up on yourself 3 different times, yet we weren't Facebook friends until I accidentally hooked up with your ex?
In the store looking for it now. They put the theatre/script section right next to the gay erotica section. Rude. Practical, but rude.
you were so high you asked for half double stack and half crispy chicken sandwich "welded together" in the wendy's drive through
WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED. WHO CAME HOME WITH ME. WHAT THE FUCK RESPOND ASAP I AM SO CONFUSED
You laid on the floor and pet their rug. and then demanded Voss water.
It's magical, I'm just dancing. It's like prom but by myself and with less clothes.
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