STUCK IN CAPS. WANA GET AFTER IT TOMORROW?
I called the bartender Mr. Intoxication last night. He thought it was funny until i threw up and blamed it on him
good call on bringing her. it's always good to invite chicks who mix booze and prescription drugs.
too bad you can't see the clap by looking at her face.
she is a standing ovation.
there is a large number of people floating in the fountains the morning in inter-tubes...its only 930. did i miss something?
Ordered weed last night from the delivery service, and who showed up...my old real estate broker. He said, "this is less stressful." Duh.
Oh btw, my mom called... you made the police blotter in the newspaper. Don't worry, she's mailng me a copy so I can put in on the fridge.
Fuck. I'm going to pass the savings right on to the strippers. It's trickle down economics.
the back of my hand read, "say no to drugs." my palm read, "say yes to shots." when the fuck did I write that?
So for future reference.... it's a little unnerving when I can't get hold of you, and the last communication we had was, "Oh fuck... It's tequila"
my only goal for the semester is never go to my wednesday class sober
So, i might have left my morals back in 2011.
What the fuck were you guys talking about?
Lube wrestling.
Oh, makes sense.
Ok so I need a recap of last night...
YOU SPENT SIX DOLLARS AT NICKEL BEER NIGHT!!! How's that
I tried to fuck you in my bathroom while my parents were in the next room. I am a clusterfuck of fun.
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