were not allowed back there because i puked on the waitresses foot while trying to order another round. for myself.
No. Especially when my uncle started stripping. Too many shots. So that's where I get that from.
I can't make Walk of Shame Wednesdays a recurring theme.
woke up on the kitchen floor in the recovery position. at least drunk me remembered sober me's emt training
Ps I don't think it counts as being open minded if you didn't know he was missing a leg until you had already started making out.
I guess I'll put a green shirt on. Also, I just snorted some protein shake power. That doesn't have anything to do with St. Patrick's Day. I just wanted you to know in case i die.
do you actually have a paper bowl full of broken glass and ecstasy or was that just a dream?
Dude he fell into my wall and left an imprint then decided to have sex with the door open. Vents carry noise pretty well
As part of the off-hours team building exercises, I had my new coworkers figure out to push me back to the hotel from the nearby bars in a shopping cart every night for a week.
Boss out of town. Had 2 beers for lunch, a long walk and a bowl...and then in he comes. Blamed obvious intoxication on my pain meds. Back at the bar. This is one of those bad judgement days.
I tried to prevent a bar fight. By convincing a guy whacked out on Molly to slap the ass of everyone who was arguing and shout "WOO" each time. I'm proud, surprised, and intrigued that it calmed everyone down so quickly...
eh, I feel I'm heading for a breakdown and I need to get it out of the way before I start writing that lab report.
He met a girl at a stop light and managed to give her his number while driving down the highway.
I have mystery bruises on my right knee, right arm, under my chin, and on my forehead. What the fuck happened last night??
So, I need to know. Why did you spraypaint your underwear gold?
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