no. you can't hotbox the world.
This went bad. Everyone is crying, i dont know why and I am really uncomfortable.
so i don't know how many beers it takes to make a recliner look like a toilet, but that's how many i had.
It's not quite a landing strip... It's more like a soul patch for my vagina.
Theres either a bag of coke in my pocket or a bag of anthrax, either way last night got way to serious
I think my staff loses a little bit of respect for me every time you're in town. I may have to puke at work ...again.
I was scared that I should know him but I was too busy blacking out to remember
Apparently I was proudly showing him the cup I barfed pizza rolls into
When your hungover saltines taste like hope...
So apparently having sex with your co-worker in the bathroom at the staff party can get you fired.
Idk woke up on the suite in someone else's clothing and actually broke my ankle
my birth father cheated on his wife with my birth mother. it's literally in my blood to be a home wrecker.
Did you fill my inhaler with tequila?
Yeah, so?
He nailed that bed down really well so it won't break again. All I could think while he was nailing it was "challenge accepted".
i woke up on the floor in front of the fireplace and my last google search was "fuck sponges"
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