Ambien does the same to me. One time that I took it, I got this huge bowl of spaghetti out of the fridge and thought it was a castle and that the meatballs were little slaves. I ate all of them first and then the noodles were the soldiers and the sauce was the water in the moat. And when I finished, I fell up the stairs and threw it all up.
I'm at taco bell and they have a hiring sign asking "do you like to melt things?" clearly they only want the ambitious.
I may do that, fyi I'm even more sore than I was yesterday. It's like the ghost of your dick is still inside me.
Don't remember much from last night, but I recall slipping you the tounge. For that I apologize
I was walking around outside with a basket of eggs. I feel like little house on the prairie: hungover edition.
"Don't get as drunk as I was on my birthday" has been upgraded from a goal for Friday night to a goal for my life in general.
If the blood belongs to whoever dumped glitter all over my couch than the motherfucker got what was coming to them. If not, I hope they're ok.
I had this image of some guy in a taco truck down by the IMA accosting you for a peep show.
I think we should take up crocheing or stamp collecting....something completely lacking penises
No I got myself stoned. With her bowl. She was just a casualty of the War on Sobriety.
Just check with her if girls can get blown, that's all.
I'm sitting here with a heating pad and a fan on me eating snow caps off of my boobs
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
Quick question—how good are you at digging holes? I mean, besides the one you've dug for yourself. asking for a friend
Im crying watching 9/11 footage eating spray can cheese in my pajamas.
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