they ran out of cups so I just drank out of a cowbell.
If my nicknames are based on what I throw up, you can call me Jimmy Johns
i think i figured out where our problem might have started...when we poured more tequila on top of out margaritas to melt the ice bc they were too cold
hahaha or putting rum in the bbq sauce?
Apparently the cops have a video of me singing bob seger "Night moves".
We tried to line dance with everyone but it turned into drunken stumbling and attempting to grind on random frat boys. I feel that this might turn into an every Thursday thing.
BEER BONG IN THE STOCKROOM COME IN TO WORK TODAY
apparently we spent 30 minutes inside that big Nike store turning all of their Duke gear inside out. for some reason the employees didn't stop us.
So you think it's my fault? I didn't give you the 10 shots you took nor make you eat the brownies we made... btw, i found your engagement ring, it was in the last brownie you wouldn't let me have while dragging me to my room.
Homeboy was juggling while taking bong rips. Of course he got laid.
She dressed up in a sexy maid outfit for me, but she got mad when I asked her to actually do some cleaning.
I JUST WANTED TO GET SOME MOTHER FUCKING TACOS I AM SINGLE AS FUCK TACOS BRING PREOPLE TOGETHER OKAY
Oh. So it is a cult
Basically. But a nice cult. They eat muffins and talk about fundraising.
I didn't even respond. Just letting the crazy settle before I calmly fuck his shit up.
By talk things out did he mean have passionate angry sex?
if being 21 means slamming 99 cent margaritas at 3:00 in the afternoon on a Tuesday then call me Peter Pan IM NEVER GROWING UP
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