I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE ARE WE ARE TOO FUCKING ELEVATED.
Me either! Fuck yeah, 12th and something. 12th and hamburger stand.
I think the phrase "baptist college" should be an oxymoron.
too bad being hungover isnt a job. just threw up from 9am to 5pm
you drank 3/4s of your half gallon of vodka, made a fort out of the kitchen table, and actaually had sex in in it.
Tell us when you see the semi truck on fire.
Stop. He threw up in front of Madison Square Garden security. Spit at the guys feet and grunted ughhh at him.
theres chocolate ground into my couch, nerds candy all over the floor and cocaine on every surface. great memorial day weekend and yours?
did you know that my friend knows a guy with 3 balls what the actual fuck
Indeed. Apparently I called my sisters and told them I wouldn't get arrested because it's not a real sword.
Either I'm too drunk or she gave me a hand job to the rhythm of jingle bells.
I know it was your bday but bringing a airhorn and blowing it yelling "buy me a fucking shot" in the bartenders face was a little uncalled for
I think it was a low point but honestly at this point I've had so many that my life is like a valley
Everything is fine, it's not hung over in here at all\n\n*Narrator* *but in fact everything was not fine*
I almost accidentally threw him out a window during sex last night.
The logic in me says "don't text him" .But the vagina in me says "text him".
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