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...
he's a bartender at a gay strip club. maybe he can work his magic. with getting u in, not gay magic.
I feel like I was just dunked in a tub of beer and then thrown in a giant dryer with rocks in it.
There's a certain level of slut that i can handle.... I think she just broke that scale
i miss our vodka / percocet laundry days.
She bellyflopped onto the poolside bar, broke one wine bottle, and stole another...the resort staff just frowned and cleaned up her mess.
You fucked her?! HER?!
She sent me a nudie pic with a bunch of weed nuggets all over her tits...what was I supposed to do? I don't hate America sir.
Repeat. Dildo on the ceiling, confiscated potato shooter, and bottle of yegger. Repeat. Ceiling dildo and yegger.
hot boxing the bathroom at chili's. where the fuck are you, it's too big of a box for just one person.
Idk dude but he said something bout his "dick was gonna be so tan" then he jus jumped out of the car
I asked him to make me two boxes of macaroni and cheese. That's like eight servings. How did I think that was an okay amount.
It will be interesting
Isn't that your life's motto?
She started snoring post sex, so I drunkenly walked 8 miles at 4am to go fishing. Please come pick me up
She said she was sober from drugs for a week. All I heard was Kenny Loggins singing Danger Zone.
Your liver needs more exercise - we start training tonight.
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