Richard, I just read on your Twitter account that you have enjoyed a, "Much needed post birthday smoothie..."...A bit revealing, no?
The shirt is mine, the pants are mine, the bra not so much
i am pregamming alone in my car. scale of 1-10 how alcoholic is that
im pretty sure thats an 11
I just made a milkshake without a blender... thats determination
I gave myself a pep talk in the library bathroom mirror. and then threw up in the sink.
He added me on Facebook. I'm pretty sure he got my name from the inside of the bra I had lost in the frat house.
All I remember is that the bartender wouldn't give me scissors cuz I was too drunk
Desperately trying not to throw up over the side of the ferry back to CT. Can't be the first one of the season.
Getting arrested together sounded so much more fun in theory.
He told me to fuck off at some point in the night. I think it was right before he jumped out of a moving car trying to get to another bar and made Abby cry.
There's a point around the one and a half minute mark where the keg stand goes from impressive to pathetic
PS: I just woke up from my shower
It sounds like I am drunk, but I am not. I just have a concussion.
Well I woke up and my arm was bleeding. And my blood is on the wall in the hallway.
Umm
No idea. I blame fireball.
Valid.
I was so high I kept trying to flush the toilet with the light switch
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