I just realized that when I walk away people probably say "wow she really has a drinking problem" and sadly it doesn't bother me.
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
My shirt is ruined. If I ever get the idea of doing a tequila shot through my nose ever again, shoot me.
I vaguely remember you trying to make me a casserole with marshmallows and a can of beer.
I will pre answer that I did not see it the fun way. He was peeing outside.
Well i think matt shit his pants so ill mark that as a W
Stoned, and eating Doritos, and reading about lesbians for class. This is the life.
We tried the hang n bang, remember? You ruined it by crying and telling me you loved me while blowing me.
smoked four grams out of a bong with a mixture of pool water and white rum. I applaud you for leaving before losing too many brain cells.
I can't thank you enough for the well-timed blowjob. What a huge improvement in my outlook on the day.
The only alcohol at my aunts was mikes hard so I drank 9 of them and puked in the master bath
But on the bright side the arresting officer was just as hot as I remember and I took a pretty okay mugshot.
At one point in the night, as we were running from the cops, I clearly remember you yelling "little gnomes are tickling the insides of my body!" ...that high.
are you drinking tonight?
I have an exam tomorrow
so yes.
We need to feng shui this bitch.
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