I met the nicest Tranny last night. He/She loves Cheetos.
She was running around the bar, demanding everyone call her Jesus or else she would attack them like a llama. ack.
Gay walks of shame are so much more Amy Winehouse than straight girls
I REALLY appreciate you guys taking care of me when im wasted but i think its weird when i wake up in different clothes than black out in
if I want to go home with a foreign boy, please feel free to let me go, sober me gives you permission to let drunken me do it
After a couple hours you decided you were going to walk home but ten minutes later you called and said you'd puked by the side of the road and you needed us to drive you to the art museum.
I would have done it. But then again I am a starving student who can manipulate my brain into thinking my decision was somehow morally justifiable.
See, the Lortab wasn't working enough, so I thought "hey, vodka can speed that up! That's how science works!" Which probably should've been my indication that the Lortab was in fact working
People will call it the Wrath of the Froyo. We'll be immortalized.
The walk home lasted longer than the sex. He lives in the flat above the bar.
This is the fourth day in a row I woke up with cheetos spread around me in a ritual pattern..this weed is unreal
I'm pmsing and only have one functional foot
I mean it's up to you where you want to sleep but I'm telling you you're going to hear us have sex no matter what room you're in.
Fair enough
I peed in front of kids, unfortunately
I guarantee you he will only fuck with old bitches from now on
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