i hope you realize when i said "grib" earlier i was referring to the gridded binary, a mathematically concise data format commonly used in meteorology to store historical weather forecast data. also meant in referential conjunction to my probability math class that i am failing at roughly 215pm tomorrow afternoon.
I feel like this woman may give her husband a hand job mid way through dinner. just saying.
what kind of morning-after breakfast implies 'thanks for the sex, but i'm not gonna call you ever again'?
on of the only things i remember was the security guard told me i was too drunk for laser tag.
she tried to douche with champagne. in front of all of us. unabashedly.
Feeling better?
I can stand long enough to do the dishes finally. Been trying that all day.
I'm running on jager fumes right now. It's like I put diesel in a prius and said fuck it.
It is no longer St. Patrick's Day. I should NOT still have green boobs!
god, I have more takeout restaurants in my contacts than friends
you dont know your limits until you wake up with a black eye and a bruised rib and find out you got ran over by a bicycle last night
The bump on my forehead, i think, was from falling asleep at front door, on my knees, slumped over. But we played good music so what?
I just need you to appreciate that this is the first time I've ever been cut off and it's at an airport bar in Philly before 1 o'clock in the afternoon.
I’m going to have to rewatch all of them. Drugs, man.
Sober sex is weird like I didn't expect this when I got clean
only i would get cock blocked by a cop
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