Also, I've sobered up around 5am, in Delaware. I remember making this decision, and highly regret it now.
Its name is Richard. And I think he formally introduced us.
Did you write your name in the dust on our toilet tank?
I'm so sorry man. Roger cartwheeled into a signpost and cut his face open. it was pretty messy so we all went into panic mode.
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walking back to the dorm.. she is flashing evryone, demanding beads. we tried to stop her and now she just keeps yelling "Bourbon st bitchesss"... you get her tomorrow
there's chocolate cake in my bathtub.. I don't even want to know how the hell chocolate cake wound up in my tub..
Apparently my Ambien addled brain last night actually did decide to go ahead and photoshop you into various animal and human molesting scenarios. That's a hell of a thing to wake up to.
And now you understand the importance of Saturday naps.
Because you stay up all night having sex and eating sushi?
Well, I could just slap my dick to my phone and see what it says
I melted cheese on my pizza rolls. When I die make sure someone melts cheese on my rolls.
No clue what you did last night, sorry. You did hand me a pizza and a mason jar with $1200 in small bills in it when I let you in though.
Get the fuck in, we're going to Taco Bell.
the guy had "bad bitches only" tattooed above his penis...
Sorry I’m late. Got horny watching the traffic report and had to rub one out
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