Going to eat lunch. Bunch of people in church clothes, and we are hungover, wearing pajamas, and in real danger of puking on the floor. We're about to destroy the ambience of this joint.
who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
no jill really. Evrything around me is talking to me. The plant, my dog, the tv,the lamp. Its amazing.
If it's any consolation, I've been sitting in the hallway in assless chaps for the past thirty minutes
getting up at 8am to start drinking seemed like a much better idea before I had to wake up at 8am
You're obviously not trying hard enough. GET LAID. Kittens die for less.
Touche salesman.
All you have to do is speak. Your voice reverberates strait to my vagina.
If this first date goes well and I like him, I won't sleep with him. But if it doesn't go well, I'll sleep with him.
It was weird, because he kept shaking his head like he was motorboating me...but on my vagina.
Sneaking the vodka in was the easy part.. listening to medley of puking in the porta pottys was not
I wish our county sheriff had a comment section for their mugshots.
You are not the cause of late onset lesbianism.
All I want is a wedding with a dress and a veil and where I can go and my cat can go.
Hey mike is locked out, sleeping on the common room couch, no idea where his pants are nor does he know where he is. When you get this let him in? And let me know ur alive too!
Its nights like last night that make me want to high five my liver.
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