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O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
Pretty sure that drunken football on the back porch with 6 guys with a champagne bottle was a bad idea....
I have no idea what happened after 2 AM. I woke up on my bike, in my bed, with a deep thigh bruise.
Just woke up to find myself cooking eggs on the imaginary stove in my room.
As you were leaving the bar you grabbed a table and when they stopped you, you said "Its cool i came in with this". They did not believe you.
you don't know what its like to have your bartender tell you that you owe him beer money infront of your mother at 3pm on a tuesday
the boys love us. they call us "the stoner girl suite down the hall". not very inspired, but flattering nonetheless
He also turned out to be underage (the fucking liar) so we had to get drunk on cooking sherry
After a long night of drunk sexting I have to the ninja roll at the front door to see who showed up.
I run into you far too many times while completely stoned and/or drunk for this not to be fate. It's like god is telling you to fuck me.
It has been happening a lot lately.
i know you're upset so i should probs be supportive but i've got nothing in that department. your life suuuuucks
I just dumped the bloody coke bill into the tip jar while getting my hangover coffee. I'm literally going to hell.
I found my wallet. Still have no idea when I put mad dog in my steel water bottle, though...
It's like the perfect sandwich, once you find it you want to ensure your future access to it.
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