We had two amazing nights in a row...it was so weird...I couldn't even go to sleep cause I thought maybe it was just in his plot to kill me.
Coming down off exstacy at a church event. Resisting the urge to dance to the church hymns.
You kept excitedly announcing to the bar what time it was. Followed by an equally excited "Clock language still makes sense!"
it's fine if we fail the bar, we were never going to satisfy the moral character requirement anyway
Everything that you guys said happened came back to me. like a tidal wave of regret.
note to self: an IV pole is no substitute for a stripper pole. Written it on my ankle cast.
Laying on my kitchen floor and the lights just got brighter... I just died or there was a power surge. Based on the amount of booze I drink both are possible.
I think i morst likely have 95 %patulas for hands and probably i also went to eGypt with so manyfriends. We laids in the sarcaphoguses.
You sound pretty unsure about all of this.
i can't understand anything he's saying. But he spells alcohol right everytime so i deciphered it.
The strip club incident sums up our friendship pretty well
Found a phone out last night at the bar. EPIC homemade porn vids on it!
Your actions as of last night have earned you over thirty new nicknames.
It's a novelty for anyone to see a girl like me in a skirt like this milking a cow
Grandma cant send me 4 lbs of gummi bears and expect me not to soak them in some sort of alcohol
he passed out in the backyard and we used christmas lights as extension cords for the clippers to shave his head.
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