Marg and I just meaowed the nat anthem. I was tenor.
'm tripping baaaaaaaaaaaaaaas
the best thing about dollar beer night is beer is only a dollar.
did i really try to jack off an athens police horse last night? please tell me youre kidding..
you'll never guess what i found when i got home...
a cake, in the toilet
the general consensus of people in the room is that i should have another bottle of wine.
"people in the room" being me.
I can't even type what I drank. I'll throw up
I don't care if shes your sisters age. Once someone is on my to do list theres only one way to get them off it
Apparently I'm at the point in my life where I can wake up with a dick in my face and then go back to sleep
he also bled all over my floor. unrelated to cats but true nonetheless.
Girl, that was the lost night of 2012 for me and I have buried that night deep deep away..
It's fucking New Year's. I can be soberish in 2013 after tonight. It's like the 30 years of grey area between Jesus' birth and death.
I accused him of not drinking enough alcohol and eating tacos after midnight. I was sober and he's not a gremlin. I would say bad.
We walking to the game and some random guy came up to to me and yelled "hey you're the whiskey guy!" And then high fived me then walked away
I love when Facebook suggests people I may know. Well, yeah, I know him. He's my drug dealer. Pretty sure I want to keep that relationship strictly professional.
this poor kid thinks hes going to have his first time with both of us
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