What are you doing?
High. Watching Billy Mays infomercials...
That guy could sell me cancer.
The things that come out of my body both amaze and disturb me.
my FASA form asked what i spent the majority of my 08 earnings on, im tempted to put "booze, blow, & blunts"
the fair has chocolate covered bacon...impossible is nothing.
Dude, for your own safety, do not bring that chick home. I'm pretty sure you're going to find a marsupial pouch smuggling a fresh batch of herpes under that hoodie. Bail bail bail bail bail.
don't trust your eyes. just sniff them. if they smell like axe, they are broke, move on to the next.
I did sing regulators with a random black dude at The Rail without looking at the screen, hugged him and walked off stage. I pretty much live up to all expectations.
FUCK... Pulled a chick from the bar went to her house passed out on the shitter. She lives in a house full of girls. They were making poop jokes as i left
I didn't think four grown drunk men could cuddle on a twin size bed, but we found a way.
Apparently drinking in your car before going into a sales meeting is frowned upon. We are car sales men not doctors.
I may or may not have pissed on my floor last night
Welcome to 22
She has also never texted me first which I think might be a tell-tale sign she wants me to die alone.
I DONT WANT YOUR DICK. I WANT BRUNCH.
I'm not drinking for the rest of the week. I need discipline, celery, dick, and a bible.
He made a group chat with him, his wife, & I. Is this really life!??
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