I woke up in a house cuddled up with a beagle on a futon. have no idea who anyone is but they all call me stretch. yeaaahhh boiiiiii
we need to drink more beer. the fridge wont close.
Well at least he is okay. If you call the fetal position in my living room floor "okay"...
You look cute and you are awesome. And that means something coming from a judgmental bitch
Babies are disgusting. I held one once. Then I washed my hands and rinsed my mouth out with wine.
Then she said I give the best mouth hugs and bar went silent.
Almost bit the guy's hand who sits in front of me because he was stretching. That. Bored.
It was less of a bar, and more of an abandoned basement that some people sell booze in.
THEY AREN'T MARRIED. PUT ON YOUR HOMEWRECKING PANTIES AND GET TO WORK. NO EXCUSES.
Just thought you should know I'm having a reunion tour of Athens this weekend. Minus the weird guy I was fucking last time.
I think "we've never met sober" is a great relationship to have with someone
WHY THE FUCK DOES RICKY'S BROTHER GET AN ENTIRE POT OF PASTA FOR BEING SHIRTLESS AND ALL I GET IS ARRESTED?!
3 hour lecture of my biology teacher talking about isotopes and space shuttles. I'm way too high for this.
QUIT BEING A BITCH, DRINK SOME PEPTO, AND PUKE ON OUR FOES
There will be bowls smoken and not a single fuck will be given.
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