well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
and she said "My body is an orphanage, I take everybody in"...
I put cups full of chips next to every bed, couch, and toilet so that everyone could have a snack when they woke up....
i just feel like it would be irresponsible for you to not have sex with me again.
My vagina agrees.
You see.... Im at the point in my life where pissing in a toilet is a luxury for me
The best way to start drinking is as early as possible. eg, this bar isn't open but we're patiently waiting outside. That way you're confident and exciting when the talent arrives. Or too drunk to care.
Dude, you disappeared somewhere on the walk back and shortly after we got a call from your cell phone from this guy explaining that him and his roommates woke up to the smell of burning pizza and a naked stranger on their couch.
My only regret is that I have but one penis to give to your vagina.
Although I am concerned about who made the decision to let you loose in a bridal show I am proud to see you in a sombero again.
You just kept walking around in a circle saying "well played 6th street well played" before falling over.
Thanksgiving day drinking ended up with me in a shopping cart screaming where are the bitches and condoms. I'd say it went well.
Learning to live poor pretty well. Cashed in all the coins in my car for nearly 60 bucks and yelled at a Pizza Hut manager, insisting I have a free pizza credit, until he just gave me a pizza.
Apparently, im the only one in the world who thinks Larry King is hot.
My boss just texted me, clearly drunk, and said get down here pronto with a handle of rum, 50 lbs. of cold cuts, and a BB gun. This is not why I went to law school.
Well I only snuggle him I don't hump him. That's rude.
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