To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
forgot a fork. i am eating fettucini alfredo with a comb that i rinsed off the the bathroom sink. eating alone in my car. life doesn't get any sadder than this
careful of the bathroom.... theres some drunken ninja turtles in there....
just found $310, wrapped in a rubber band, at the bottom of my sock drawer with a note attached stating, "Make it rain".
Going to have to start putting down newspaper if puking the bed is going to be a habit
I should have slept with you when you were wearing the gorilla suit. I've had dreams about your chest hair. I hope jail wasn't too bad.
and that my friend is why you dont go in for an eye exam and drop 250 dollars on a pair of glasses after smoking a blunt
like seriously. this whole place is the shit. like i can move clouds. no other way to explain it but i can fucking move clouds.
So the bartender tried kicking me out but i screamed im an RA you cant kick me out
I just threw in a dip with a guy that superglued his fake tooth back in today. My life is complete.
I remember you fighting a small man for the last of the pizza. Was there a midget in my house last night?
Woke up eating a pickle on the bathroom floor this morning in some random guys sweat pants.
But I've also made plans to crash a black tie event wearing a storm trooper helmet. I think I've found the love of my life..
well I didn't shave for the hot dilf I banged last week so I'm sure as hell not shaving for you. Sry
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