Oh no. He has the "I'm 30 years old and I just shit myself in public" face.
So currently I have a block of cheese duct taped to my air conditioner in lieu of a fridge.
Apparently the last thing they remember of me was me stumbing into a bathroom, then falling out 5 minutes later clutching a butter knife repeating "ketamine goes in my face hole"
... Already stepped in vomit and got a dirty look from a fat in a neck brace
you had a pretty long talk with your shrooms in attempt to make them not give you a bad trip, it failed
I had to drink a couple beers this morning so I could attend the keg race. Hangover had to dissipate or it wasn't happening.
hot buttered vodka was not a success. on any level.
Do you know how I hurt my ankle or my shoulder? Or the origin of any of the following mystery bruises: left quad, left wrist, right elbow. Thanks for playing.
I have fireworks and redbull; let's make heart attack inducing magic happen.
Trust me. Drunk Scrabble is not a good idea. Arguments over the legitimacy of the word "Pickle" break out, things are said, friendships are ruined. It's ugly.
But now he's gone and I'm exhausted and my vagina is yelling at me and I want a cheeseburger
You also once spent an entire hour explaining the origin of the strip steak to me.
It's the first weekend of the school year and I'm already selling stuff for booze. Need a microwave?
Your dick. My mouth. We have 20 minutes.
This sucks! All of the twenty something dick I was getting went home when the university closed
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