I am drunk raised to the nth degree. The possibility of getting sick is approaching infinity.
normal stoners make pot brownies. gay stoners make pot chocolate covered cherries on a cinnamon graham cracker crust which by the way are very effective.
Finally jerked of with a banana peel.
Countdown til Saturday. I'd assume we're somewhere around 10,000 bottles of beer on the wall.
I'm drinking rum and coke straight from the 2 liter bottle.
I also would have accepted most things ending in "job", erotic favors, and food.
He got drunk and insisted on licking my eyeball and called it a test of my trust in him.
Just had a guy dressed only in a towel ask me for a cig, hug me and kiss me then proceeded to pee of the balcony while still talking to me and callin me baby
WHAT? When did I ever refer to one of my past hookups as "the rainforest guy"?
Just grabbing my bra from a history teacher's desk in the Humanities building. Maybe I should stop drinking on weeknights
Me too. We could do it like prostitutes. No kissing on the mouth.
The worst that could happen is you end up with a black eye and I get laid.. I'm okay with my end of that bargain.
Can we just focus for a minute on the fact that I HAD MY FIRST LESBIAN ENCOUNTER.
Right. How rude of me to inform you that you're going to be an aunt.
I just saw two homeless guys bond over the fact that they both use Crown Royal bags as wallets in Burger King.
I've slapped too many boys and done too many naked laps for it only to be 10:30pm
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