I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
apparently he couldn't remember my name so he refereed to me as whats-her-boobs and everyone knew that it was me he was talking about
I think im definitely allergic to shell fish. Or hungover. Probably both.
I can do it, this is my punishment and I will accept it, plus id like to see the look on peoples faces when I throw up on them
The girl behind me in psych just tapped me on my shoulder to tell me there was a condom wrapper in my hood.
He was very impressed that you could put your hair in a ponytail by yourself while throwing up.
This girl did not understand, once police sirens go on, road-head needs to STOP
I think my new low is running outside in a towel to pet a particularly fluffy looking squirrel and projectile vomiting off the balcony.
they need to invent a card that reads "thanks for all those boners you gave me that you did NOTHING about"
No, absolutely not. If you see that cunt, throw confetti or eggs at her.
That's a pretty extreme jump from confetti to eggs
You know what would make the espn body photos even better? If anyone knew who any of those fucking athletes were. That, and maybe not feature Gary Player.
I know. In fairness he did tell me to throw up out his window onto his roof so I don't think he's pissed at me but I'm still mortified by the whole situation.
I just ordered a onesie on amazon in the back of the ambulance while my patient was sleeping. I'm an adult
You spent the whole night conversing with your zombie poster, so I'd say you were pretty far gone.
Oh god theyre drunkenly throwing knifes now, definitely the best movie I've worked on
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