Now it won't go down.
You've got a gift.
hooking up with my manager sounds like an even better idea while i'm sober.
It was one of those "I have no idea if this will ever happen again so I can't say no" opprotunities. Part of me was like, "You slut" and the bigger part was screaming, "Hell yeah"
The fairy wings and cowboy hats were not the issue. The bag of cocaine that I held in the air as we drove in the parade might have been.
You can't call dibs 8 years later.
Just used my boobs as a ramp to guide ramen into my mouth.
i need to stop celebrating other people's birthdays like they are m own.. my body can't handle a birthday every week
Holy hangover, going dancing with family good idea, taking the last shot with the transvestite bar owner not so much...
You need a twittervention. You're better than this.
Just fat and dog and sweat all over the bed. All night long.
Sangria Flip Cup was probably one of our worse drunken decisions
So I may have to sleep with a cougar to get a slightly used, yet free microwave. I'm going in
You came in yelling "I'm el scorcho" and then axe can flamethrowered my dresser. Awesomeness aside, you owe me a new dresser.
the cuervo was good, but I started with jello shots. and when i threw up a whole jello shot came out.
So, I think think I left my underwear at your house. Well...not exactly your house but your roof.
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