To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
Totally smoking with fifteen year olds.
no you're not listening to me HE WANTED TO BRAID MY HAIR
He literally just walked in some random persons house and walked right to they're pantry. Then five minutes later he walks out with pop-tarts, mac and cheese, and captain morgan. We need to chill with this kid more often.
They had half off shots during the fourth quarter. I was powerless.
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
you can hold your grudge or you can accept the alcoholic treats as a peace offering. your choice
peace be with you.
No, they seem attractive after SIX beers, after three they're just the gender you're looking for.
I'm going to give blood tomorrow. Prepare yourself for pictures and a cynical poem about the heart and its level of tangibility.
But seriously who drew a dick on a tortilla and nailed it to the door?
I'm the one on the patio wearing underwear. Holding a pipe. Pigtail and glasses. Can't miss me.
Much like Dre, I was forgotten about.
I haven't reeked of cheap beer and poor decisions in months. I officially hate adult life.
I bet your mom's never met a girl who's thrown up at the presidential inauguration before though.
You literally brought me back to life and then fucked it out of me
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