Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
My psychiatrist is "consulting" others. I am high-achieving nuts.
I go to guys houses late at night, have a little fun, come back by dawn having made their life a little bit better. I am the official blow job fairy.
Dude has a bag of wine attached to his belt. These guys don't fuck around.
I have fiberglass splinters all over my hands and woke up with a sign that says PUMPKINS in my room.
Having the sex-a-thon in the back yard led to some really odd tan lines.
Like handprints on my lower back...
Member that time when we got super drunk and had fun and fell in love
I remember it like it was tomorrow.
Wake up. We're going shopping for booze and samurai swords.
When you wake up so hungover that you don't even wanna cough for fear of vomiting... It's not gunna be a good day.
And by pregame I mean drink heavily and watch Russian dash cam car crash vids
Does your body have a liquid mass index? does that make sense? I think I drank it in Long islands.. Kill me now..
If it exists, I've probably pregamed it.
Knowing how to carefully mix my vices has to be the #1 skill I've gotten from pharmacy school
Everything isn’t always sunshine & rainbows. Sometimes there’s tequila.
Nobody cheats on THIS.
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